The blood-colored divine radiance that had swept through the entire Dragon Palace Treasury was receding like the tide.
An unimaginable upheaval followed.
The surrounding walls had originally been carved with densely packed compartments, each containing treasures of every kind, dazzling and abundant.
Most of those treasures could no longer be found in the outside world and were enough to make Taiwu Stage experts see red!
In fact, the savage battle earlier had erupted precisely over the scramble for those treasures.
But as the blood-colored divine radiance receded, all those dazzling rare treasures seemed to lose all vitality and power, becoming utterly dull.
Some treasures even cracked all over before crumbling apart!
"How could this happen?"
Fan Zhui was stunned, his heart aching fiercely.
It felt as though a fortune within arm's reach had suddenly turned into running water, slipping through his fingers.
Xi Ning's starlike eyes flickered. "The rare treasures in this Dragon Palace Treasury may have lost all their power long ago. What we saw earlier was perhaps nothing more than an illusion!"
An illusion?
Fan Zhui sucked in a cold breath.
If that were true, would that not mean that most of the treasures in this Dragon Palace Treasury had actually ceased to exist long ago?
And an illusion had deceived every expert who entered this place, including many Taiwu Stage great powers, causing them to slaughter one another and die here. It was simply too chilling!
At that moment, Su Yi spoke. "It cannot be called an illusion. Those treasures were indeed real, but over the long passage of time, their vitality and source power had already been stolen."
As he spoke, he raised his eyes toward the Nine Dragons Furnace at the end of the hall. "And the one who stole the power of those treasures