Nearing 11 a.m., the four-member squad finally arrived at the western suburbs of Jinchuan City, coming to the feet of the Divine Sculpture·Desert Drum.
"Tsk tsk~" Chang Ying couldn't help but marvel in admiration.
Ever since disembarking from the vehicle, she had been gazing up incessantly at the enormous Divine Sculpture, unable to take her eyes off it.
Six-class God·Desert Drum!
The form of this Stone Sculpture was that of a robust man.
He stood bare-chested, his long hair tied behind his head, wielding a drumstick in hand, with a giant war drum placed before him.
His facial contours were somewhat indistinct, yet the strong aura of valiance he emanated was palpably genuine!
"I really want to fight," Chang Ying muttered softly, clenching her battle-axe.
At her side, Lu Ran couldn't help but make a strange face.
What Chang Ying had said was true; mere sight of such a Divine Sculpture could stir anyone's emotions surging with fervor!
