Ling Changqing tossed all the spoils he'd acquired into the Era Star Palace Grotto Heaven Blessed Land for storage. This space was like an independent grotto-heaven, a small world in itself, that could hold Storage Magical Artifacts for a considerable amount of time.
A little over an hour later, the magical battle raging in the sky began to show signs of stopping. It seemed the Nascent Soul True Monarchs from both sides had reached an agreement and decided to call a temporary truce.
By now, Ling Changqing had quietly amassed hundreds of Storage Magical Artifacts and dozens of decent Magical Treasures, leaving him thoroughly satisfied.
Just then, with a cry of pain, a severely injured young woman fell from the sky, crashing down dozens of paces away.
"Mu Yunxiu?"
