As Feng Fan drew closer to the source of the tainted spiritual qi, a sudden vibration echoed from within his space ring. Little Brick, resting inside, trembled violently, emitting such a potent surge of spiritual qi that it nearly shattered the spatial constraints of the ring.
'What is it, Little Brick?' Feng Fan's eyes widened in surprise. This was the first time the relic had ever reacted so fiercely since they had bonded. But it didn't take him long to understand—Little Break had sensed something. Something important.
'The third black plate!' Feng Fan realized, excitement sparking in his chest. Each previous piece had drastically enhanced Little Brick's power. There was no doubt in his mind, the final plate would bring a transformative leap in strength.
To his astonishment, Little Brick confirmed it. The last black plate was located in the same direction he was already heading.
