Once Li Xiaoya and the Medicine Venerable of Spring Returning reached the top, they felt the crushing gravity vanish and their bodies return to normal. Both sighed in relief, then sat cross-legged to replenish their depleted magic power first...
Elsewhere!
By some unknown means, the Heavenly Dao Sect cultivators had already broken the restrictions on the enormous pagoda and were filing inside...
"Ha!!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!!"
Meanwhile, elsewhere, the cultivators of Folo Temple were locked in battle with a group of metal puppets clad in silver armor...
In a forest, a large group of Fire Dragon Palace cultivators were fighting a group of Number Spirits...
Amid another stretch of mountain mists, a group of Hehuan Cult cultivators raced forward along a stairway...
In a plaza, dozens of cultivators were battling an enormous Metal Puppet Giant Serpent...
In a maze passage, several cultivators were chasing two others, fighting as they went...
In a secluded little courtyard, a dark-faced cultivator thrust a hand through another cultivator's belly and tore out his nascent soul...
The entire Super-Giant Mountain had become an immense battlefield...
Although night had fallen outside, flashes of five-colored spiritual light filled the sky above Treasure Mountain. There was no sign whatsoever that it was already nighttime...
"Ahem! Have you all recovered your magic power?" Old Dragon Head cleared his throat and addressed the others, making no mention whatsoever of how he had rushed ahead alone to snatch the treasures!
"Hmph! Old Dragon Head! Didn't you want to go in? Go on, then!" The Medicine Venerable of Spring Returning opened his eyes and spoke coldly. The spiritual qi here was so abundant that, with the help of some elixirs, they had nearly replenished all their magic power.
"Hey! Wasn't I waiting for you?!" Old Dragon Head said shamelessly. After a