"Uh…"
On the small path within the desolate mountain range, Jiang Yi—who was walking in large strides—abruptly paused. At this moment, his mind suddenly appeared with a scene of lightning in the sky, which was similar to the time when the Everlasting Mirror descended. This time, it was a jade scepter that was falling. At the same time, his mind appeared with a message: the eighth treasure had been obtained.
When every treasure was obtained, all the people that were inside the palace would sense it. Jiang Yi was feeling rather curious right now as he wondered who obtained the jade scepter. What was the function of the jade scepter? Was it a transcending saint artifact or a pseudo-divine artifact?
After all the thoughts running through his mind, Jiang Yi didn't dare to ponder anymore as a chilly aura presence could be felt from ahead. It was needless to say that the crocodile-headed creature was coming to attack again.
"Hmph!"
