Time ticked by, second by second. As the sun climbed to its zenith and burned away the last traces of mist, an abrupt silence fell over the edge of the Black Flame Forest. Even the sound of the wind rustling the blades of grass disappeared.
A moment later, the sky violently split open, revealing a long, narrow golden fissure. Dazzling golden light poured down from the opening, carrying a majestic, divine aura that bathed the entire clearing in light as bright as day.
A crisp, clean fragrance filled the air—the unique scent of the Divine Gift Stone. A single breath was enough to invigorate the Spirit, causing the Divine Power within one's body to stir restlessly.
"The Divine Gift Stone!"
Luo Hu's roar shattered the silence. He was the first to rush out of the dense woods, his Broad Axe swinging in a blood-red arc as he charged toward the Divine Gift Stone hovering in the center of the clearing.
