Aaron Chalon tried to pick up a piece of the fragment, but found that even with all his strength, he couldn't lift any piece from the ground.
He was somewhat knowledgeable, knowing that if this Seven-color Glazed Cup were intact, it would undoubtedly be a very powerful magic treasure, capable of shielding the entire tower.
"Humph!" Aaron Chalon was busy trying to dig out the fragments of the Glazed Cup when a cold snort suddenly came from the side. He went into a rage: Do these loose cultivators think I'm a pushover! Even if I am a pushover, I won't be bullied by such trash!
He abruptly raised his head to locate the source of the noise, his expression instantly befuddled: the formerly docile loose cultivators had undergone a bizarre transformation.
