In the small courtyard on the Yuzhu Peak of Kunlun Mountain, Chu Xun's cultivation had reached the last moment. His burnt black skin was full of cracks as if about to fall off.

A bright purple light emerged from the cracks. Chu Xun looked like a black stone about to explode.

Jing Hong had arrived at the top of the Yuzhu Peak, about to land with Chu Pan.

"The treasure is mine. Who dares to touch it?" Mo Ling also saw the black stone emitting ...