The blood-red sun of Nether Demon Heaven rises and falls, day by day passes.
This day, deep within Misty Ridge.
Accompanied by a thunderous explosion, a gigantic rock, resembling a human face and as large as a hill, suddenly burst open.
Fragments of various sizes transformed into a white mist, and with a gust of wind, they dispersed and vanished in the blink of an eye.
"Yet another balloon that bursts with a prick."
In mid-air, Pan Luo frowned and looked down at the one-eyed giant capturing and searching the surviving refugees.
"Still nothing?"
A moment later, Pan Luo listened to the search results, looking exasperated.
The one-eyed giant, Moon Eclipse, shook its head: "We haven't found the True Treasure Fragment in four or five Giant Spirit locations in succession."
"Could it be, this is a false message deliberately released by Mo Nuo General?"
"Impossible," Pan Luo shook his head firmly instead.
