Wolong Villa.
Time had trickled by. More than half an hour had passed since the vanguard of the spiritual treasure's eruption, yet the 71st Generation Heavenly Heart, holding the second Earth Spirit Sword, still had not moved.
He was like an ancient stone statue given form.
The Map of Mountains and Rivers that Lai Caisheng had conjured with his magic power now held twelve ancestral ley lines. They had arrived from all directions and were currently lying dormant beneath Mount Tai.
They came from every corner of the Divine Land—some from the far north, some from the south, and others from the east. They could cross a thousand miles in an instant... Yet the twelve ancestral ley lines lying dormant beneath Mount Tai had not burst through the earth.
"What happened... Why are the ancestral ley lines lying dormant? They should have erupted long ago!"
Du Lin was the first to lose patience. His brows were tightly furrowed as he paced back and forth, his face covered in obvious agitation.
"Could something have gone wrong?"
Mo Mo had been sharpening his blade nonstop, always prepared to strike the Heavenly Heart master and disciple with a sword... Fifteen years of reincarnation had taught him that when it was time to be unreasonable, there was no need to spout too much righteous reasoning.
"If the True Dragon of Shenzhou can't suppress this in such a short time, then she naturally doesn't deserve the name True Dragon." Lai Caisheng slowly opened his eyes. "Deep beneath Mount Tai, two or three of the strongest forces in the Divine Land are currently fighting. My Divine Sense can't enter for the time being... But judging from the situation, it shouldn't take much longer."
"Is that so?" Mo Mo lowered his head and gave a cold, scornful