Fragments of magical treasures carpeted the ground. The larger pieces lay crisscrossed, like overlapping mountain ranges.
Liu Feng stepped through the black crystal stone gate, his tall, slender figure appearing atop an isolated fragment of a magical treasure.
With a glance around, he saw that all the treasure fragments had been returned to their original forms, revealing their true sizes. The smallest were as fine as dust, while the largest rose over a thousand zhang high.
Many of the treasure fragments still glimmered with spiritual light, giving off spiritual fluctuations. Sweeping them with his spiritual sense, he could faintly hear what seemed to be the wails of countless dying people.
"All three gates lead here, yet their positions are so far apart!"
Liu Feng held a sound-transmitting jade talisman in his hand and could only vaguely sense the directions of Donghuang Xuan and Bian Qingqin.
He casually put away the jade talisman and calmly flashed forward. From behind on both sides, two ripples in the void suddenly closed in.
"Buzz... buzz..."
Ripples spread through the void, and two sharp weapons seemed to be closing in, impossible to distinguish with the naked eye.
But as a Void Piercing Dao Child, he could clearly capture the two void fluctuations and discern the true forms concealed by the ripples: two Void Piercing Rings.
"Boom, boom..."
The Void Piercing Rings swept past, shattering the magical treasure fragments beneath Liu Feng's feet into pieces.
Liu Feng remained calm. Following the source of the void fluctuations, he first took a step eastward, teleporting more than sixteen hundred li away, then reached through the air toward a treasure fragment.
His Buddhist hand brought a howling sonic wave with it. With a crisp crack, a huge axe-shaped object three to four hundred zhang across was forcibly gouged open