Huge boulders lay scattered about, wreathed in black mist.
A faint, nearly imperceptible glimmer flashed from the Little Pagoda ornament, then vanished in an instant. The baleful aura surrounding the broken sword embedded in the stone disappeared with it.
Shi Hao took the opportunity to yank out the rusty iron broken sword, drawing mocking laughter from the nearby onlookers. "This broken sword suits you quite well."
"Don't underestimate it. This is a great killing weapon." Shi Hao stroked the broken sword Weird Grandpa had long coveted and declared with absolute conviction.
The surrounding ferocious beasts burst into laughter before leaving with their gains. Shi Hao followed the crowd out of the area.
Treasure-Splitting Cliff, near the exit, at the edge of the region.
Her jet-black hair danced in the wind, while her red-and-white dress accentuated her graceful figure. Huo Ling'er, whose treasure had acknowledged her as its master, wore a bright smile as her fair jade-like hand gently stroked the fluffy little gray wolf in her arms.
"Junior Sister, so you really were here." Drawn over by the commotion, Shi Hao waved as he ran toward Huo Ling'er.
"It hasn't even been that long, and Wangcai has gotten so fat. Looks like Junior Sister has fed you plenty of milk."
Shi Hao rested his chin on his hand and stared solemnly at the Little Wolf God's figure. The remark he had held back for so long immediately earned him a hard knock on the head from Huo Ling'er.
In an instant, a streak of fire cut across the sky and crashed down before them.
Big Red was covered in wounds and blood as it urgently reported to Shi Hao, "The Golden Lion and the others were tricked and trapped inside a barrier. I barely managed to escape. When I heard