"I never expected you to come willingly," he mocked, "but I bet you also never expected that I have a Spiritual Artifact capable of blocking space in my hands."
"I had countless plans to lure you out."
"Now that you've delivered yourself to me, the Emperor of Fertility's stele is ours!"
Cheng Tiangong laughed as he looked at Chu Fengmian.
He and Chu Ning had many schemes to acquire Chu Fengmian's Emperor of Fertility's stele.
Whoever obtained the stele could gain the Emperor of Fertility's treasure, but the greatest treasure of the Emperor of Fertility was not its immense wealth.
Instead, it was an inheritance.
An inheritance from the Emperor of Fertility himself.
As the founding monarch of the Wusheng Kingdom, the Emperor of Fertility's strength transcended that of even Saints. Only the one who gained his inheritance could claim the truest treasure.
This stele was connected to the Emperor of Fertility's inheritance.
