At that moment, a sudden change occurred! Purple lightning once again descended from the sky, but this time the target was not Wu Dewang—it struck the wooden box in Gu Sheng's hands!
"What's happening?!" Gu Sheng exclaimed in shock. He tried to evade the lightning's attack, but it was already too late! The purple lightning struck the wooden box with ferocity, instantly shattering it to pieces. The immense force sent Gu Sheng flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
"No!!! My treasure!!!" Gu Sheng struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes locked onto the pile of ashes. The wooden box that once contained his precious artifact was now nothing more than ruin. His heart ached as waves of anger and despair surged within him.
Meanwhile, Wu Dewang was in a different state altogether. He was desperately searching around for the fragments of the Big Broken Bowl, his expression filled with urgency and focus.
