Little Spirit was the Artifact Spirit of the peak Chaos Divine Weapon, Heavenly Profound Hall, a treasure personally forged by the master-level powerhouse Old Man Heavenly Profound. In true combat strength, he was no weaker than an ordinary Golden Armored General—he had merely concealed his power and never acted. This time, upon hearing his master's command and realizing there was no need to keep hiding, he finally made his move, shocking everyone.
"Little Spirit... sir..."
Others recovered from their shock after, at most, a moment, but Shi Hao and Xu Yao were nearly scared to death.
After several months together, the two of them had grown very close to Little Spirit. They had always thought he was the weakest among them, inferior even to themselves. Never in their wildest dreams had they imagined that he was the real wolf in sheep's clothing, possessing such terrifying strength!
It was like suddenly seeing a beggar friend transform into a prince overnight. The gap was simply too great—so great it drove them mad.
"From today onward, this place will be called Lian Yue Peak!"
Knowing long ago that Little Spirit possessed such strength, Nie Yun remained calm. He was not afraid of earning the hatred of those so-called geniuses. Smiling faintly, he swept his gaze around. "Everyone, if you are willing to remain at Lian Yue Peak, you may settle down here. If not, go with Nine Immortals Elder to Water Cloud Pavilion. I will not force anyone."
"This kind of holy land for cultivation is something others could beg for and still never obtain. If I didn't stay, wouldn't that mean something was wrong with my brain? I'm not leaving..."
Xie Tao laughed.
"Exactly. I definitely won't be going to Water Cloud Pavilion. From now on, I'll follow you, Senior Brother Nie