Both ends of the war spear had been exposed outside the divine source for a million years and had largely rotted away. But three quarters of its shaft had remained within the divine source, untouched by decay and still perfectly intact.
Moreover, it was a divine material that even a Great Saint would need. Its value was immeasurable, impossible to estimate.
The silver divine source, which looked as though it had condensed from the power of the stars, was large enough to encase the Divine Silkworm Princess completely. With a volume of nearly two cubic meters, it was probably worth ten million jin of pure source, making it equally precious beyond imagination.
A month later, Lu Chen returned to the Holy City with the Divine Silkworm Princess. Once people spotted him, invitations continued to pour in.
As for the Divine Silkworm Princess beside him, no one recognized her as the peerless divine maiden cut out of a stone at the Yaoguang Stone Workshop that day. She had concealed her true appearance, shrouding her city-toppling beauty in a hazy mist so that no one could make out her features.
The Holy City was the center of the Northern Region, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold. Many prime locations could not be bought simply by having source; the great powers had fought bloody battles to claim them.
Rumor had it that when the Holy City was first discovered, the Various Holy Lands of the Eastern Wasteland had waged war over its ownership. Only after negotiations had they agreed to administer it jointly, which was why they occupied all the best locations.
Lu Chen felt that he needed a place to stay, so he asked Yao Yuekong, the young lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, to help him