Back in the pagoda, Wei Chen was in the middle of a deep epiphany. He was trying to understand the technique from his dream, the Deathless Legion Summoning Decree. He had already grasped part of it and was about to enter an even deeper state of enlightenment when a strong shaking occurred, abruptly stopping his epiphany.
It felt as if someone had woken him up in the middle of a vivid dream, where his partner was a Hollywood star. He was so furious that he wanted to strangle the person who woke him up with his bare hands.
The moment Wei Chen walked out of the pagoda, both Dao Protector Zhao and Young Master Song looked at him as if they were staring at a clown.
That was because, in their minds, the owner of a divine treasure like this pagoda should possess the aura and charisma of a true expert. If someone stepped out of such a divine pagoda looking like an ordinary mortal, without any discernible aura or presence, then in their eyes, this person could only be a lucky clown.
