Leaden clouds of smoke and dust hung in the sky above He Pingsheng's head.
Not a ray of sunlight could be seen.
He Pingsheng took out a third-grade, middle-grade [Spirit Pivot Pill] and swallowed it in one gulp.
His damaged Divine Sense rapidly repaired itself.
At the same time, his Divine Sense swept explosively across the surroundings.
There was no sign of Lu Shigu.
But his aura still lingered nearby.
He Pingsheng could tell that Lu Shigu had been reduced to fragments, his soul utterly annihilated.
His ring?
Nothing!
His Divine Spark?
Nothing!
He Pingsheng searched the surroundings carefully with his Divine Sense.
"Come!" he shouted.
A fourth-grade Divine Artifact landed in He Pingsheng's hand.
It was a very unusual Divine Artifact: a fan.
Apart from this fan, which had survived thanks to its high grade, everything else, including the Storage Ring itself, had probably shattered.
He Pingsheng did not know how Lu Shigu had found him. Not daring to delay, he turned into a streak of light and fled again, injuries covering his body.
On a hilltop half a day's journey from where Lu Shigu had fallen.
Lu Huinan, the woman sitting cross-legged on a boulder, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Father... Father..."
"My father..."
Her entire body trembled in agony. Although she did not have Lu Shigu's Life Tablet with her at that moment, the blood connection between them gave her a faint, ominous premonition.
"Father... sob..."
Pale-faced, Lu Huinan forcibly suppressed her weakness, stepped into the void, and flew toward where the two had fought.
Half a day later, she saw a shocking sight.
A circular expanse of ruins spanning a million li.
Within the ruins, countless mountains had collapsed, and great rivers had vanished.
Ruins lay everywhere.
She flew to the very center