Looking at the speed of the treasure ship and then at Rizhao Mountain, Meng Cangsong gritted his teeth and accelerated once more.

He reached Rizhao Mountain ahead of the treasure ship by a significant margin and found the mountain master, Gongsun Tianlei.

"What happened to your hand?" Gongsun Tianlei's expression turned serious as soon as he saw Meng Cangsong's severed arm.

Meng Cangsong had no time to discuss his hand. "Mountain Master, the Yin-Yang Sect wants us to prepare one billion Spirit Stones..."