This was Yang An's second time visiting the Land of Shattered Armor, and a long time had passed since his last entry.
Seeing the familiar ruins of a modern city once more, he found the surroundings silent and utterly desolate.
Yang An couldn't help but recall what the Workshop Master had said about the Central Continent's actions.
He didn't know how Broken Armor had been formed, nor had he ever heard of anyone who did.
'But could it be related to the Central Continent?'
'This method of forcefully dragging in another world... could it be that what happened at Dingzhou Sansong Mountain wasn't the first time?'
'Perhaps Broken Armor is the failed result of a previous experiment?'
But any speculation required clues, and he had none.
As he traveled swiftly through Broken Armor, he unsurprisingly ran into a massive, sky-blanketing swarm of Beng Birds drawn to his presence.
