On the Spirit Mountain behind the Martial Zenith Divine Temple, Jifeng and Lin Tianpo stood watch for Jiang Chen, observing the void before them with great interest.
There, a sword and a sand-sculpture beast were engaged in a frantic chase. The most comical part was that the sand-sculpture, which had been hurling insults just moments ago, was now too exhausted to even yelp, its speed steadily declining. Sensing the black light sword closing in on its tail, it finally summoned the last of its strength to howl:
"Master, oh Great Sculptor, I was wrong! Spare me, please!"
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