After he saw that Dragon Heart Fruit, the clamor of the entire great hall disappeared.
This world.
Seemed as if it contained only the "Dragon Heart Fruit."
Even Qian San's shouting couldn't wake him, the fogged Divine Sea of Venerable Baocheng's mind inexplicably reached out his hand towards the "Dragon Heart Fruit" in the air.
"Clang!"
The next moment.
A fierce wind sound resounded from the southeast side of the hall.
Qian San's expression froze, swiftly turning back. He couldn't have anticipated that after entering the Secret Tomb, a Yin God Venerable would make such a "low-level" mistake. Just as Venerable Baocheng reached out to touch the Dragon Heart Fruit, the solemnly standing Armored Giant suddenly moved, coming to life. A fierce flame lit in the delicate fissures of the helmet. The iron grip on the gigantic stone sword swiftly unsheathed the sword, and the grand Sword Qi swept out like a bursting tornado—
"Boom!"
