"Those scraps of cloth?"
Following Yue Wen's directions, everyone shifted their gaze to the few tattered strips of cloth at the top of the flagpole.
They could not make much of them.
"I'll take a look." Xing'er leaped onto the flagpole and tugged at the torn strips. Only then did she sense the formation and spirituality lingering on them.
They had actually been an utterly tattered magical artifact.
As she tugged at the cloth, the oppressive presence around them abruptly grew heavier, and angry dragon roars faintly rang out.
"Hah-"
The next second, the sky suddenly darkened, the ground began to shake, and terrifying killing intent filled their surroundings. Fierce winds rose from the ground, as though they were about to turn into claws and fangs and attack.
Qi Dian hurriedly shouted, "Let go, Xing'er!"
Before his voice reached her, Xing'er had already released the cloth. Instead of touching it again, she leaped back to where she had been, landing beside the others.
Only then did the killing intent around them dissipate.
"So this is the Remnant Thought shrouding Rock Dragon City?" Yue Wen marveled slightly. "Just a wisp of divine will left over from thousands of years ago has such tremendous power."
"The Remnant Thought itself might not have that much spiritual power, but it came from a Void Realm expert. Its spirituality is of a very high order, giving it the ability to independently harness the Great Dao of heaven and earth," Liu Yuanjun said. "Right now, it's as though we're inside the nightmare realm of a powerful Nightmare Wraith Creature. Once we break the rules, it will attack us."
"We'll have to leave immediately after taking anything," Xing'er said. "We probably can't keep searching while enduring its attacks."
As the direct target of the Remnant Thought's attack