Like his [Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal], it was specially refined by Dragon Tiger Mountain back in the day and given to the Observatory of Profound Mystery in Gusu, and it hasn't even been three hundred years.
Calculating, it's merely a Yellow Feather Treasure.
As for the black iron plate in Zhang Fan's hand, even the [Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal] couldn't break it; it should be a fragment of a Cyan Feather Treasure.
"Old Fang, tell me which is the most powerful magical treasure in the world," Zhang Fan suddenly said.
"There's a lot to discuss." Fang Changle had just begun to speak.
The broadcast announced the arrival at the station.
"We're here; let's talk later."
Zhang Fan stood up, picked up his luggage, and got off the train with Fang Changle.
The two exited the station, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the address sent by Su Shiyu.
...
Forty minutes later.
The two stood in front of an old, dilapidated courtyard in the old city.
