章 1912: Seismic Toss

Song Shuhang just imagined being able to retrieve the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Combined Magical Treasure and other weapons he shot out through Slow-Witted Song's ❮Divine Weapon Appraisal❯, then sending them out again, and creating an endless cycle. It was simply a beautiful thought.

It was a pity that he did not have the spatial means to do so. And while the virtuous lamia could leave a mark on treasures, she could not recover them. Song Shuhang really felt that it was a great pity.

Meanwhile, below them.

Young Master Hai stood above the sea. He raised his head to look at Song Shuhang and Su Clan's Sixteen—even if the script had suddenly skipped most of the plot and directly went to the finale, he would go through with it.

At the very least, he could not let Profound Sage Tyrannical Song see any flaws.