Lu Xueqi (70)

Su Han could feel the Reincarnation Mirror Fragment in his arms warming slightly, as if it had resonated with something atop the mountain.

An hour later, the group reached the summit.

To everyone's surprise, Black Witch Summit was not a sharp peak, but a vast platform, as though some force had shaved it flat.

At the center of the platform, the outline of an ancient palace could vaguely be seen, gleaming with a bronze luster beneath the moonlight.

"Bronze Divine Palace!" Bi Yao cried softly.

Yet a faint curtain of light shrouded the palace, evidently the restriction Great Elder Mo Yuan had mentioned.

By then, quite a few people had already gathered on the platform.

Experts from major sects such as Incense Valley, Tianyin Temple, and Qingyun Sect had almost all arrived, along with some lone cultivators.

When the Black Witch Clan arrived, everyone's gaze turned toward them.

Protector Bai sneered. "Great Elder Mo Yuan, you finally made it. What, are you planning to keep the palace's treasures all to yourselves?"

Great Elder Mo Yuan replied calmly, "The Bronze Divine Palace is a sacred relic of the Witch Clan. Outsiders should never have coveted it in the first place. If not for the exceptional circumstances today, you would never have been allowed to set foot on the Sacred Mountain."

An elderly monk from Tianyin Temple pressed his palms together. "Amitabha. Benefactor Mo Yuan, the appearance of the divine palace concerns the welfare of all living beings. It is not the private property of a single clan or sect."

Great Elder Mo Yuan remained unmoved. "Words are useless. The restriction on the divine palace is about to weaken. Let each rely on their own abilities."

At that moment, the moonlight suddenly intensified. A pillar of silver light descended from the heavens