The grand gate of the Divine Que was suddenly wide open, with Shi Xuanming and Zheng Boyin stumbling outside.
The two appeared disheveled, yet their expressions were greedy and fervent.
They saw the situation inside the Divine Que.
The ten-foot-tall Stone Divine Shrine appeared ancient; below it were carvings of a hundred ghosts, seemingly suppressing countless fierce ghosts of Taishan, or it was as if innumerable fierce ghosts were lifting the shrine.
Most importantly, the shrine was empty!
They had sacrificed everything,
and finally reached their target!
"Hahaha~ The position of the Lord is surely mine!"
Shi Xuanming's eyes suddenly gleamed with a ghostly light, as he lifted the Withered Pine Dragon Staff in his hand and suddenly stabbed it backward.
"Traitor!"
Zheng Boyin's remaining half-face looked panic-stricken, and filled with rage, he retreated abruptly.
"Why the rush, we haven't even succeeded, and you…"
Before he could finish, a sudden change occurred!
