The Shattered Heavenly Court in the Past

Looking at the silent and deathly Heavenly Region, Jian Wushuang doubted the truth of Chen Qing's words.

This was nothing like a mysterious Heavenly Abode where the most precious treasures were kept. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a dead Heavenly Tomb.

Chen Qing scratched his head. "But then again, although this place is not quite the same as the places where treasures are hidden, there must be some treasures hidden here. Who knows, it might be of great use to us."

At this time, Chun Qiu's voice was heard. "Brother Chen Qing, are you sure this is the treasure land you mentioned and not a battlefield?"

Jian Wushuang followed the sound and saw Chun Qiu bending over. With a wave of his hand, a large piece of dark brown soil was pushed away, revealing a broken True Sword.

It was unknown how many years it had been buried underground, but the True Sword was still emitting a soul-chilling aura.