Divine Herb Forest…
High on a stone platform… that overlooked the edge of the Divine Herb Forest's third mountain…
A guard from the Immortal Alchemist Association stood rooted in place—eyes wide, heart thundering in disbelief.
The sky had just calmed after the divine thunderstorm that nearly split the heavens apart. But the lingering energy… the terrifying roar of the lightning dragon… the golden arrow that fell like a divine judgment… none of it had been illusion.
He trembled slightly as he took out a small red jade stone—no larger than a thumb. This wasn't just any jade. It was a Message Imprint Jade. It could record moving visuals and spiritual signatures—and it could send those scenes to the central hall of the Association within seconds.
The guard inhaled deeply and placed his hand on the stone.
