The dark Huang Quan realm.
A single page of the Samsara Heavenly Tome was slowly descending.
The page's resonance with the Huang Quan realm was growing increasingly stronger, the light it radiated slowly filling every corner of the world.
--------the second Artifact Clash was now imminent.
"Is it too late?" Leng Qian Chen furrowed his brows and said.
He turned his gaze back to the peak of the Grand Tie Wei Mountain.
On top of the Grand Tie Wei Mountain, 36 Huang Quan Divine Artifacts were spinning around in the air.
They were gathering power to strike the mass of floating black fog with their full strength one after another.
The black dragon had to be struck a total of 7200 times in order to be converted into a Huang Quan Divine Artifact and gain the qualifications to participate in the Artifact Clash.
