Before an ancient ruin known to the locals as "Duan Kong Cliff" in the northern borderlands of the Anyuan Dynasty, Chen Ze suddenly halted.
His gaze narrowed slightly as he stared at the mottled ancient patterns on the steep cliff face ahead.
Though these patterns appeared severely weathered, they faintly exuded an unusual aura.
"Master, is there anything special about this place?"
Following Chen Ze's gaze, Zhao Ling'er saw nothing but an ordinary mountain cliff.
Chen Ze did not answer immediately. Instead, he raised a hand and gently brushed the cliff face.
The instant his fingertips touched the rock, an imperceptible ripple spread through the void, and his expression abruptly sharpened.
He had only intended to sense the presence of a Spatial Node in such an unusual place, yet he had unexpectedly discovered something far more mysterious.
The patterns on the cliff face had not been formed by natural weathering, but were remnants of some ancient spatial restriction.
A thread of Five Elements Law condensed at Chen Ze's fingertips as he slowly traced along the patterns.
The seemingly broken lines lit up faintly like living things, weaving together in the void into an incomplete great net.
"This is... a Spatial Node torn apart by human hands?"
Ordinary Spatial Nodes were like natural spiderwebs, but this one looked as though it had been forcibly ripped open by some power, then hastily plugged shut. The method was crude, yet it contained astonishing attainments in spatial arts.
Even stranger, a trace of cold, decaying, yet bizarrely vital aura seeped faintly from the depths of the fissure.
Noticing Chen Ze's grave expression, Zhao Ling'er also released a thread of Five Elements Law to investigate.
"Master, there are actually Laws of Space here!"
Chen Ze nodded slightly, a sharp glint flashing through his eyes. "More