"No way…" Ancestor was shocked as he looked down at a faraway spot. "How is it possible that he could comprehend the heart of the beast?"
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Weeds grew all over the plain. There was a towering sculpture of a gigantic lizard positioned in a slight squat as though poised for takeoff. And at the back of the Gold Beast God sculpture, Luo Feng lay on a bed of scales, eyes squinting. He was looking in midair, where countless complicated gold threads of engravings flowed continuously.
