Long Chen returned to Xuantian City and saw some Dragonmark warriors patrolling. He couldn’t help being speechless.

“Who told you to patrol?” he asked.

“It was big brother Gu Yang,” one of them replied.

“Go back. This broken city is already this worn down. Even if a thief came, they would just leave with tears. There’s nothing to steal. Other than the cultivation region, the other places don’t need to be so heavily guarded.”

Long Chen sent the Dragonmark warriors on their way. Gu Yang’s thinking was definitely too rigid. All the wealth within Xuantian City had been sucked dry by Guo Zhengyang. Even if you invited people to come and steal from here, no one would do it.

Walking into the city lord’s mansion, he arrived at a small underground formation. At the center of it was a platform.

Long Chen placed all the spatial rings he had gotten from Guo Zhengyang other than the one with yuan spirit stones in it.

Activating the formation, a ray of light shone on the platform, and the spatial rings instantly vanished.

Within multiple recesses of the formation,...