Li Dabai held a jade fan, covering half his face.
In his calm eyes, a cold, ruthless gleam was reflected.
The Archaic Ape God's divine artifact really was in his hands! That idiot probably hadn't known it from beginning to end, had he?
Lu Chengwen thrust one hand into the black space and, with a snap, grabbed the end of the iron staff. In an instant... Lu Chengwen's berserk state... cooled down.
Li Dabai had no idea what was happening. He merely furrowed his brows tighter and stared fixedly at Lu Chengwen.
Lu Chengwen's pitch-black eyes slowly began turning red, as though he had regained some consciousness.
His pupils fixed on the iron staff as he slowly pulled it out.
Li Dabai drew in a breath.
That's it. Keep going.
Could he control the divine artifact? Would it acknowledge him? Or was it all... just a coincidence?
Everyone in the viewing room was stunned.
No one had ever seen Lu Chengwen in this state.
His entire body blackened, Lu Chengwen looked like a... god.
He remained silent, saying nothing as he gripped that mysterious weapon, not yet fully in control of it.
Jiang Yuanshu's mouth hung half-open. "What... is that!?"
Yang Yuhuan sat in the last row with her legs crossed, her long, snow-white legs stacked together as she watched the screen coldly.
Liu Ruyan also looked extremely grave.
Long Aotian softly murmured, "Lu Chengwen... just what are you..."
Only Zhao Ritian was unable to sit still. He abruptly rose to his feet.
"So awesome! He looks like he's regained some of his senses! What's that staff? It looks incredibly powerful! If we'd had that iron staff at the Zhou Family, Shit-Spraying Dragon, I could've smashed your back door to pieces in one blow!"
Lu Chengwen suddenly smiled in the