Although these Weapons and Armor were long-rusted, there was still a considerable amount of them.
"Could these people have been soldiers from the Da Liang Court?"
Cheng Zongyang was puzzled, wondering who would have stored so much treasure here.
But there was no point in overthinking it. He followed the passage to the exit and found the way blocked by a stone door.
He tapped it gently, the sound of his palm slapping against it telling him it was quite thick.
"'That can't be right,' Cheng Zongyang frowned. 'If those men were Martial Artists of the Middle Third Grades or higher, they should have had enough Inner Strength to open the stone door, right?'"
With that thought, Cheng Zongyang abruptly circulated his True Qi and—BOOM!—he slammed a full-power Great Strength Vajra Palm into the stone door.
The cave instantly shook, and dust billowed down, leaving Cheng Zongyang covered in grime.
