On this night, Lu Ran slept deeply.
A month ago, after he was promoted to the Third Heaven of the Heavenly Realm, there were some unusual happenings in the Sculpture Garden, and the tremors of the Blood Skull Evil Sculpture were gradually decreasing.
Until mid-February, the Blood Skull Evil Sculpture completely fell into silence.
Lu Ran wanted to inquire with the Immortal Sheep or simply connect mentally with the Blood Skull Evil Sculpture, but after much thought, he restrained himself.
Afraid that the calm of the Evil Sculpture was just an illusion, afraid that this was the most critical moment.
If something went wrong because he couldn't hold back and disturbed the gods and his father, it would be irreparable.
Lu Ran chose to wait silently.
This was also one of the reasons why he often stayed alone in the octagonal pavilion in recent days.
In any case, the settled Evil Sculpture gave Lu Ran a glimmer of fantasy.
