"Where's the Divine Power?"
"Where did you put my Divine Power?"
In an unknown small valley, Chen Mu glared at the gray stone floating in front of him, looking displeased.
With the help of the Life and Death Mark, he successfully wielded the Divine Weapon, could unfold barriers, dispel the Enchanted Mist within the valley, but the Divine Power was absolutely nowhere.
Chen Mu tried reciting the Rootless Scripture, but nothing happened after a long time.
"Before, without the Divine Weapon, at least there was still some Divine Power."
"Now that I've mastered the Divine Weapon, even that little bit of Divine Power is gone."
"Didn't I just master the Divine Weapon for nothing? What a useless thing!"
A moment later, Chen Mu stared at the gray stone, contemplating whether to simply throw it away. Just like a delayed signal, some fragmented information followed the Life and Death Mark's spirit mechanism, intermittently entering his mind.
