"Zhang Wei has deceived me!" As Luo He looked at the sky filled with stone chips, he felt like crying but no tears came, and he kicked Zhang Wei away in frustration. He searched anxiously through the rubble on the ground for something.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he swiftly picked out a fist-sized round stone. The stone's color was dull, crisscrossed with ghostly and bizarre cracks that looked like talismans. Despite being only as big as a fist, it weighed over a thousand catties.
"This is it!" Luo He felt extremely excited. After fifteen years of laborious searching, he had finally found it.
"My lord, what is this thing?" Zhang Wei, having just flown back from several miles away, touched his buttock, which was extremely swollen from Luo He's kick, and asked.
Touching the unusual cracks with delight, Luo He said, "If I'm not mistaken, this is the Five-Colored Divine Stone."
