As Peng Shilong's personal guard, Peng Ba knew quite a few secrets. The Gonggong Divine Armor was a Divine Artifact Peng Shilong had coveted for a long time, and it had always been in Chi San's possession.
"Chi San, that piece of trash, is dead!"
"Dead?" Peng Ba was even more astonished.
Peng Ba had originally thought someone had snatched the Divine Armor from Chi San, but unexpectedly, even Chi San himself had been killed?
The present age was an era of dwindling Dharma, pitifully weak. There was not even a Great Emperor—no one could possibly have been Chi San's match!
Could it have been an ancient Great Emperor awakening and making a move against Chi San?
But the hiding places of ancient cultivators were all chosen with great care. In all likelihood, there would not be two Great Emperors on the same mountain!
Besides, after sleeping for endless ages and only just awakening, everyone was still in their recovery period. A bloody incident should not have erupted so soon!
With these doubts in mind, Peng Ba swiftly departed and spread the news, telling the Peng Clan across the world to watch for the whereabouts of the Gonggong Divine Armor.
Peng Shilong hailed from ancient times and possessed an exceedingly high seniority. He was one of the Peng Clan's patriarchs.
His words carried great weight.
For a time, Peng demons across the world sprang into action, casting a net that covered heaven and earth as they searched everywhere for the person possessing the Gonggong Divine Armor.
But Xiao Chen was no fool. Knowing of Peng Shilong's existence, he had long since informed the Silver Wolf Sword Clan to seal off the news, and he himself would not easily reveal the Gonggong Divine Armor.
Even if they soared ten thousand miles