“It’s obvious. This city was protected by an invisible power before this, but now that people have entered this place, that power has been disrupted, causing some of the things to turn to powder. They have been around for too long, after all.”

“Hopefully, some treasures will remain.”

Weng!

Suddenly, Chen Feng sensed a wave of energy fluctuation outside. Surprised, he rushed out to see Liu Wuxiang holding a stone lance with him as he walked out from one of the buildings.

“Brother Chen, come look.” Liu Wuxiang then handed the lance to Chen Feng.

“Strange, what kind of power is this?” Sensing the peculiar power radiating from the lance, Chen Feng felt surprised. It was a power that he had never seen before, different from the power of immortal dao or demonic dao. Instead, it was an ancient binding power.

Ding!

Chen Feng gave it a tap with his finger and a faint light shone from the surface of the stone lance. Next, cracks spread out from the spot and the lance shattered into countless fragments with a bang.

“A pity! This lance should be a decent Sacred artefact. Unfortunately, it has been too long. The fact that it could survive this...