บท 2437: Iron Fist of Words, Power of Knowledge!

"Seize this opportunity, Tyrannical Song," Slow-Witted Song said softly.

He then extended his hand and beckoned gently to summon an object from his original dantian which landed in his hand—the secret treasure, the Shadow Sacred Land!

This treasure, the Shadow Sacred Land, was the only one in all the realms capable of harnessing the fire of obsession and manifesting it as combat power. It was a highly cherished secret treasure of the Shadow Lord.

At that moment, the Shadow Sacred Land still bore numerous cracks.

Over these past few days, the Shadow Sacred Land had been nourished by Song Shuhang's intrinsic spiritual lake, and the cracks had somewhat begun to mend. However, to fully restore it, relying solely on the nourishment of his natal spiritual lake wasn't sufficient. Many precious heavenly and earthly treasures were still needed for its repair.

"You must hang on," Slow-Witted Song called out to the Shadow Sacred Land.