The text in the information box was a normal color, which meant the item could be used normally!

This was already a part of his body, not a Magical Artifact or some external power, so it wasn't affected at all.

In other words, this was the only power he could use inside the Broken Armor.

Pulling his hand back, Yang An felt a sense of assurance and breathed a sigh of relief.

'If I really couldn't use any of my powers, this would be a real problem.'

'As long as I have something I can use, getting out of the Broken Armor might not be impossible. But for now, I need to assess the situation here first.'

Seeing his surroundings made him uneasy. 'And what about those so-called Beng Birds? What kind of things are they?'

The place was boundless, with no visible edge in any direction. However, the information he'd gotten from the Bow Lady was that as long as they kept moving forward without losing their way, they would eventually pass through the Broken Armor and enter the Treasure Temple Domain. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"Senior Brother, look! What's that?"

Just as Yang An was about to lead the other two forward tentatively, Zhou Quan suddenly let out a cry of alarm.

Accustomed to using his perception to survey his surroundings, Yang An found it disorienting to rely solely on his five senses after losing that ability.

Even when something unusual appeared, it was Zhou Quan who spotted it first and alerted him.

Yang An immediately looked in the direction Zhou Quan was pointing. Wen Yin's face showed a hint of panic. Unsure of what was happening, she could only clutch tightly to Yang An's hand.

A cacophony of noise suddenly erupted on the distant horizon, sounding like the buzzing of mosquitoes.

But when a swarm of black shadows appeared in the distance and rushed toward them, it kicked up a frantic cloud of sand and dust.

They were birds, each the size of a human head, with extremely bizarre features.

Their wings resembled exaggerated human hands, with black webbing connecting their five fingers. Their talons were like cold blades, and their sharp beaks were as pointed as arrows.

'Beng Birds!'

Yang An instantly recalled the Bow Lady's words and grew vigilant, his hand reaching back to grasp the Spinal True Feather.

The Beng Birds dove as they came within several hundred meters of Yang An's group, charging at them. Their speed was so fast the naked eye could barely follow.

Yang An yanked the two-inch-long Spinal True Feather from his lower back. Numerous veins connected it to his body, and the feather instantly swelled as if engorged with blood, growing to over a meter long.

An intensely bizarre sensation shot from his tailbone all the way to the crown of his head, but Yang An gritted his teeth and endured it.

He held a giant feather, red on one side and white on the other. The red and white barbs shimmered with a metallic luster, each individual plume glinting coldly, exceptionally sharp.

At the side, Zhou Quan was dumbfounded. He stared blankly as Yang An pulled such a strange... weapon? from his back. His attention was so completely captivated that he forgot the urgency of the situation.

'Weren't all powers supposed to be useless inside the Broken Armor?'

'What is that thing Senior Brother has?!'

"Don't just stand there like an idiot! Find something to defend yourself with!"

Seeing him zoned out, Yang An shouted.

'If that guy gets himself killed by being a fool, I'm not going to bother saving him.'

Zhou Quan snapped back to his senses. Lacking much combat experience, he frantically fumbled on the ground for a piece of wood and held it in his hands.

Yang An pulled Wen Yin behind him with one hand while gripping the Spinal True Feather with the other.

Wen Yin had now completely lost her combat ability and her perception. 'If I can't deal with these Beng Birds, I can always push Wen Yin out from behind me. That might be my ticket out of the Broken Armor.'

Facing the massive onslaught of Beng Birds, which numbered in the hundreds or even thousands, the sky turned into a dark, swirling mass. The sight was enough to make one's Scalp tingle.

As the Beng Birds drew near, they shot forward like bullets.

A normal person would have been riddled with holes in an instant.

But from the Spinal True Feather in Yang An's hand, one White Feather after another suddenly detached, connected by thin, vein-like threads. They instantly formed a meat grinder in front of him.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Although the White Feathers could only extend a maximum of five meters from his body, the air was filled with a continuous shower of dazzling sparks, as if an impenetrable wall had formed before Yang An and the others.

Under Yang An's control, each White Feather, with just a light slash, could slice a Beng Bird in two. Yet, the impacts created a shower of sparks, as if they were striking solid steel.

In an instant, blood splattered across the sky and rained down on the ground, kicking up another cloud of sand.

Zhou Quan stood frozen at Yang An's side, watching him control the multitude of White Feathers to slay the attacking Beng Birds one by one. A sense of confidence began to well up inside him.

'So these birds just look scary, but they're actually this weak!'

He was no longer panicked. Raising the piece of wood, he saw an opening and immediately swung at a Beng Bird that was trying to escape.

But the moment the wood struck the Beng Bird, it shattered into pieces. The bird was completely unharmed, without so much as a scratch on it.

Instead, it seemed to have been enraged. Its eyes turned red as it lunged for Zhou Quan's throat, quick as a flash of lightning.

Zhou Quan was scared out of his wits. He dropped and rolled, narrowly dodging the Beng Bird's attack.

A flash of white light shot past, instantly slicing the Beng Bird in two and sending it falling to the ground.