Han Yu finally straightened up, a strange expression on his face. "Sir, three months ago, you used our race's Ancestral Artifact, the Heaven-Sundering Axe. You see..."
"What?! It's been three months?!" Mo Qi exclaimed in shock, cutting Han Yu off.
'It felt so short, but I never imagined that fusing with the Profound Magnet Sacred Stone would take three whole months!'
'In that case, there's less than half a year until the Demon Spirit Battlefield opens.'
'Looks like I need to set out for the Demon Beast Dynasty's Capital City immediately.'
Mo Qi's purpose in coming here wasn't just to enter the Demon Spirit Battlefield. He also had to search for the clues his mother left behind.
'Half a year... Time is a little tight.'
"Yes, Sir. You've been in seclusion for three months," Han Yu answered cautiously, not knowing why Mo Qi was so surprised.
Mo Qi came back to his senses and composed his surprised expression.
'Ancestral Artifact?'
'The Heaven-Sundering Axe?'
