“Given the size of this city, I wouldn’t believe you if you tell me there is nothing good inside it.”

“We will have to figure a way to enter.” After saying that, Liu Wuxiang brought out a shining talisman and pasted it on his body. Next, a layer of barrier emerged, releasing a roaring sound while encasing Liu Wuxiang’s body.

“Grand dao powers! The one who crafted it must be at least a high-level Earthen Immortal!” Chen Feng uttered out in shock.

Sou!

Enduring the pressure bearing down on him, Liu Wuxiang charged forward like a sharp blade piercing through the waters.

Chen Feng sighed.

He is usually a smart fellow. How could he make such a mistake this time around?

Chen Feng could see that this city was not an ordinary existence. Charging in was simply impossible. For Liu Wuxiang to be doing this, he must have been triggered by something.

Looks like he is still feeling somewhat frustrated at me taking the Immortal artefact away back then.

Liu Wuxiang was displaying a formidable level of power for this. In addition to the defensive power of the talisman, there was also his Yao-refining Furnace, which unleashed a high amount of power.

Even so, the speed at which Liu Wuxiang was advancing kept getting slower. When there were still over 50 kilometres...