"Is this the inheritance site of Supreme Kunlun?"
At the center of the secret realm, beneath a majestic and spectacular mountain, Qin Wudao, accompanied by Wu Ming and Feng Yangzhi, stared fixedly, their faces filled with shock.
This mountain, like a battle sword piercing the heavens, was clothed in dark clouds. It seemed to stretch endlessly, projecting an ancient, vicissitudinous, and vast aura.
"Your Majesty, there is a Formation around the mountain, but its energy is faint!" Wu Ming ventured to the outskirts of the mountain to investigate and discovered a transparent Formation. He said in frustration, "With this Formation, it means we can't enter. As time passes and others arrive, we will lose our initial advantage. Wouldn't all our previous efforts be wasted then?"
Qin Wudao stepped forward, stretched out his hand to touch it, gathered Spiritual Energy in his palm, then struck forcefully.
BOOM!
