Ye Xuan observed it carefully, trying to figure out if there was anything special about this little monkey.
After all, this little monkey came from their Cloud Sky peak. Ye Xuan knew a little about the legend of this seven-colored stone.
It seemed to be one of the sacred items of the Great Wilderness Divine sect. However, with the passage of time, no one could discover its use, so it was placed in the Cloud Sky Cave.
Every chief of the Cloud Sky Peak was responsible for guarding the seven-colored Stone, but it seemed that even the Great Wilderness Divine sect had long forgotten about it.
"Why does this little furry monkey give me a bad feeling?"
Ye Xuan floated in the sky and frowned slightly. A bad feeling surfaced in his heart, but he could not pinpoint its source or meaning.
Did the birth of this little monkey herald another disaster?