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"He possessed the Eternal True Method, a storage ability, and something that looked like an item from the ruins of the miracles."
The exquisitely crafted object was beautiful. After admiring it for a moment, the Shadow City Lord's expression gradually changed. Greed, devotion, yearning, excitement, solemnity... He stepped closer, his blue eyes fixed on it, and reached out.
The blue core floating in midair remained suspended. The Shadow City Lord stared at it greedily, as if afraid it would disappear. He could no longer conceal the emotion in his heart.
Feng did not move at all. Even when the Shadow City Lord cursed loudly, he remained as still as a statue. His control over power had reached a terrifying level.
In the next battle, he would need this. The Shadow City Lord clenched his fists, wanting to seize it immediately.
Then, flames sealed off the center below. At a glance, the blue core floating in the air had completely vanished.
Only wisps of blood-colored mist still drifted through the air.
There was no need to explain. Feng had already turned into mist and escaped.
With a wave of his hand, he vanished from before the Shadow City Lord.
"I have already fused with the core," Feng said. "It is inside me now."
The mist surrounding the miracle item on Feng's body slowly dissipated.
"Now that it has appeared before me, there is no reason for me to let it go." The Shadow City Lord's eyes flashed, and divine light enveloped Feng.
Feng cast another glance at the Shadow City Lord. He had no intention of wasting words. He merely accepted the invitation to fight.
The Shadow City Lord's eyes widened as