"Those below Monarch Level should just give up their wishful thinking."
"Might as well circle around the perimeter. Perhaps there are still some overlooked brocade boxes."
"Brother, aren't you leaving? Could it be that you're also a concealed Monarch Level Powerhouse?"
"My legs are numb."
"Oh."
"Is there any kind soul to lift me up? I'm trapped under a stone coffin..." said a weak voice from the crack in the ground.
...
City Tower High Pavilion
At the splendid seating area, a man in a blue dragon robe with goat's beard showed a gloomy expression on his face.
An Jingshan coldly watched Zhu Minglang, who was brilliantly shining atop Tomb Mountain, as if he wanted to kill him with his gaze, his eyes filled with venomous resentment!
He thought that the current Zhu Minglang was nothing more than a minor character.
