The Army Guards looked at the mountain peak they had successfully defended and then at their Think Tank advisor, too stunned to believe what had happened.
These guards, protecting the vein of ore, were but mortals with nothing more than flesh and bones, at best well-trained and slightly proficient in martial arts. Under normal circumstances, they would have had no chance of surviving the crushing force of divine and mortal power...
Zhu Minglang was equally astonished as he looked at the once feeble scholar Zheng Yu, who previously couldn't even truss a chicken.
