Qing Chen had thought victory was in his grasp. How could he have imagined that this sudden turn of events would overturn the situation in an instant?
At that moment, he seemed to have been struck by an immobilization spell.
He stood dazed in midair, his eyes filled with disbelief, while towering waves surged through his heart and refused to settle.
"What... what in the world is that thing?"
Qing Chen's eyes widened as he muttered to himself, his voice trembling without his realizing it.
The distant behemoth resembled a disciplinary ruler, yet it measured a terrifying forty to fifty zhang in length.
Merely sensing the aura radiating from it at a distance sent a chill rising from the depths of one's heart.
"With that appearance and that terrifying aura, even a supreme-grade Spirit Artifact would fall a hundred and eight thousand miles short of it!
"Could it be... a magic treasure?" Doubt and alarm churned within Qing Chen, his brows drawn into a tight knot.
After all, Qing Chen had weathered countless storms throughout his long path of cultivation.
What perilous scene had he not witnessed? What formidable Secret Technique or Spirit Artifact had he not encountered?
Yet this was the first time he had ever seen such a horrifying sight.
The appearance of a magic treasure was no trifling matter!
If its power erupted in full, the entire Mysterious Mountain Island would probably be razed to the ground in an instant.
Every living being on the island would be plunged into eternal damnation.
When that happened, probably not even a scrap would remain.
Mystic Grade Secret Techniques and powerful Spirit Artifacts were like paper-pasted windows before a magic treasure, unable to withstand a single blow.
Only Golden Core True Persons could possess magic treasures, and not newly advanced