945 A Pottery Jar

As the light slowly dispersed, the object was revealed. Mu Chen was stunned, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

The light disappeared, and a black pottery jar the size of a human head was in his hands. There were ancient symbols on the jar, and it was exuding a strange but weak spiritual energy fluctuation. Mu Chen could tell at a glance that it was not a highly graded Divine Artifact.

"This is…"

Mu Chen's mouth was slightly open as he tightly clenched the weird-looking black pottery jar. The jar looked so fragile, like it could break into pieces if he gripped it any harder.

Mu Chen examined the black pottery jar carefully and repeatedly. His face turned gloomy, as it really looked like an ordinary jar. There was nothing in it, not to mention any Spiritual Deity Liquid.

Considering the risk he took to fight for this object, why did it turn out to be something like this?

"What's that?"