The two sides had barely made contact when the three powerful magic treasures were sucked into the divine palace and vanished without a trace. Qin Fengming could not help being startled. He had never expected the divine palace to be this powerful.
The old man in the black robe was even more stunned. His three powerful magic treasures had vanished into thin air right before his eyes, leaving him unable to react.
In that instant, the old man seemed to realize something. His expression abruptly changed, and he shouted, "This is bad!" His figure swayed, and he attempted to retreat while flipping his hand and producing a voice transmission talisman.
He actually intended to send a voice transmission talisman for help.
As Vice City Lord of Cold Wind City, he naturally knew that the divine palace possessed the ability to devour cultivators' magic treasures. Seeing his own treasures disappear, how could he not understand the reason? Since the young man before him could drive the divine palace to attack, he had already lost every bit of courage to oppose him.
At this moment, Qin Fengming had no reason to hesitate. With a thought, the magic power within his body surged out and poured toward the towering divine palace.
The towering divine palace flashed with white light and vanished into thin air once more.
A vast energy fluctuation erupted, and the divine palace appeared again. It materialized directly above the old man in the black robe.
"Ah, no!" The old man in the black robe suddenly saw a massive object appear above his head. Horror surged in his heart, and he secretly cried out that something was wrong. The magic power within his body rushed forth as he rapidly unleashed his movement technique.
What made the old man in the black