Half a month later!
Jiang Ming finally received news: the Divine Spirit Scripture had appeared, and this time, the exchange location was real.
Too many people wanted the Divine Spirit Scripture.
Unlike on the Big Dipper Burial Emperor Star, the Divine Spirit Scripture had become the stuff of legend here. It was said to contain the secrets of longevity.
Before the dark times came, many cultivators in Shrouding the Heavens lived quite comfortably.
The strongest cultivators of their era, in particular, were determined to obtain the Divine Spirit Scripture if it could extend their lives.
Take the patriarch of the Golden Crow Race. Even after several of his sons died, he remained calm.
As a Great Accomplished King, he had a lifespan of four thousand years. With a few rare treasures, he could live even longer.
He was only two thousand years old—still young enough to have more children.
But he had to get his hands on the Divine Spirit Scripture.
Likewise, many old monsters at the level of Dao-Severing King were itching for a fight. They had all been waiting for this moment.
Moonlight poured down like water!
A bright moon hung overhead tonight. It looked larger than Earth's moon, like an enormous millstone suspended in the sky.
On the blue sea, Jiang Ming walked quietly across the waves in black robes. He kept a low profile; he couldn't afford to scare his opponents away. On either side of him stood a woman who looked like a moonlit spirit, a Moon Goddess descended to earth.
One wore white robes that blended into the moonlight. Dreamlike and ethereal, she seemed an immortal fairy treading the waves.
The other wore a robe Jiang Ming had given her, woven from Phoenix Blood Scarlet Gold thread. Golden phoenixes woven from Dao-Tribulation Gold adorned