Three great suns and one that resembled a setting sun hung high in the sky, yet dark clouds gathered densely above—a scene that seemed to appear only in dreams.

Everyone saw the Divine Weapon Peak marked by traces of lightning, yet a figure surrounded by a mysterious aura, holding a hammer, remained unscathed.

However, everyone held their breath, knowing this was just the beginning.

"If it's a tribulation for a proto-Dao weapon, why is Li Mo getting involved?"