Lin Sheng looked at the city below.
If it was just the three so-called elites that had appeared, he was not too interested. But six-leaf cage that was slowly rotating at the top of the blue tower, that had fully grasped his attention.
"That should be the so-called Crystal of Prophecy. The most important thing of the Astral Mere, and the treasure that the Wise King had used to predict all sorts of futures." He ignored everyone and flew straight towards the crystal.
*Shink!*
From below, a rapidly spinning ax whistled as it blasted out a black bolt of lightning in a deadly arc towards Lin Sheng.
The giant ax was planted firmly in the space at Lin Sheng's feet, as it seemed to have bit into a special invisible object.
"This is... pure strength?" Lin Sheng looked slightly surprised. There was no trace of special energies on the ax and it had whistled and crashed just on pure unbridled strength alone.