"I've struck gold!"
The corners of Mo Yun's mouth lifted, a smile spreading across his face.
He had never expected the battered token he had casually picked up to be such an extraordinary treasure.
Perhaps because his life value had not yet broken past the five-hundred mark, he had only vaguely sensed that the token was something good and snatched it up with quick eyes and quicker hands.
But after studying it, he had still failed to find a way in and had no idea how to use the thing.
Now that his life value had broken past five hundred, he instinctively focused his mind and abruptly unlocked the restrictions on the token.
Hidden inside the token was a space that formed a world of its own!
And it was quite large-a perfect cube, one hundred meters in length, width, and height.
He only needed to envelop an object with his mind, and a single thought would draw it into the space or retrieve it. Convenient and quick.
Clearly, this token was a Spatial Storage Device!
The Spatial Storage Device Mo Yun had long dreamed of but never found a way to obtain had simply fallen into his hands on the street, just like that.
"I never expected the Ruins to have something this good..." Mo Yun couldn't help marveling. "Does even an outermost patrol squad in this damned place carry treasures like this?"
Judging by their clothing, the eerie squads he and Liu Xiyan had wiped out along the way had undoubtedly been transformed from the city's former patrol troops.
With that thought, along with the cultivation basics the old man had just mentioned, Mo Yun became certain that the era the Ruins belonged to had been far more splendid than the present.
"How did the Martial Dao end