Ye Feng was absolutely right. After absorbing all the energy contained within the flying sword, the flying sword indeed stopped, turning into a piece of scrap.
Seeing the flying sword was now useless, Ye Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief and paused to catch his breath.
Even though the encounter just now wasn't very exhausting, it was still a nerve-wracking exchange, greatly draining his spirit. At this moment, Ye Feng was truly exhausted.
After resting for a moment, Ye Feng entered the hall.
He didn't know what this hall was for, and couldn't understand the arrangement of some things inside.
But this didn't stop Ye Feng from searching for treasures inside; his first destination was the main hall of the palace.
After searching around the hall, Ye Feng didn't find anything good, only some ordinary items that were of no help to him.
As a result, Ye Feng felt a bit frustrated. If he couldn't scoop up any benefits within the hall, he'd really feel like cursing.
