"What is going on?"
Mu Qing frowned deeply. He found it hard to believe that in such a remote corner, he had casually picked an ownerless mountain that actually contained no fewer than ten high-grade divine stone veins!
One high-grade divine stone vein was worth the equivalent of an imperial artifact. With ten divine stone veins buried beneath it, this mountain had practically become a paradise blessed by heaven and earth. Even in the entire main world, there were scarcely a few mountains like this.
"Your luck really is rather good." Mei Sanniang wore an odd expression as she looked at the ten Golden Dragons atop Mu Qing's mountain. The sight was far too grand—ten dragons coiled around the mountain, their heads converging at the summit as surging energy filled the air.
"This is very bad..." Mu Qing drew a deep breath.
He felt that something was off. At the very least, he did not believe his luck was good enough for any random ownerless mountain he chose to possess ten high-grade divine stone veins.
"It's actually real! Hahaha! Yuan Zhan has come to challenge the mountain!"
A streak of golden light tore through the sky, and a powerful peak God Emperor arrived before Mu Qing.
He was a tall, burly man wreathed in hurricanes, a member of the Heavenwalker Clan. Yet his entire body gleamed golden, permeated through and through with Buddhist power.
Yuan Zhan had joined Buddhism long ago. Now, he could be said to have transcended the Heavenwalker Clan, for after cultivating in Buddhism for many years, the divine power within him had been completely converted into Buddhist power, while his bloodline had absorbed a great deal of Buddhist power as well.
Because of this, although he still retained certain characteristics of the Heavenwalker Clan, he was