At that low summons, the ground beneath the cliff began to crack. Ninety figures shot out from underground and landed atop the cliff with swishes. Yue Qianchou withdrew his hand, and the Samadhi True Fire coiling around his body also receded into him. He slowly turned to look at them.
There were eighty Earth Soul Profound Weapons, each like a stone giant; ten Gold Soul Profound Weapons, each like an armored general; and ten Fire Soul Profound Weapons, each like infernal demons. A hundred in all: sixteen at Great God late stage, thirty at Great God middle stage, and fifty-four at Great God early stage.
Compared to the other two kinds, the Gold Soul Profound Weapons were clearly much thinner, evidently because there was not enough metal element beneath the cliff for them to absorb. Yue Qianchou waved toward the Utopia camp, and the ten Gold Soul Profound Weapons shot through the air, beginning to divide up the metallic flesh left behind when they had devoured Jin Tai.
Hong Tailong, who had been frowning in thought, had long since been startled awake by this nose-sized spectacle. Grinning, he sized up the great mass of profound weapons and cried, "Yue Qianchou, what are you making such a huge scene for now?"
"What for? What do you think?" Yue Qianchou cursed and waved his hand spiritedly. "I'm going to the Demon Realm to deal with Sanye the Demon Lord! Damn it! My Heaven-Opening Earth-Splitting Arrow is still in his hands. If I don't snatch it back, it'll make my flesh ache even in my dreams. I can't find anyone to help now, so I can only do it myself. If I can't win by force, I'll win by wits."
Pointing at the crowd of profound weapons, Hong Tailong rolled his eyes. "And