Jian Wushuang doubted the veracity of Chen Qing's words as he looked at the desolate and deathly sky before him.
How did this look like a mysterious grotto-heaven that contained treasures? It would not be an exaggeration to say that this was a deathly silent heavenly tomb.
Chen Qing scratched his head. "But speaking of which, although this is not 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 moment, Chun Qiu's voice rang out. "Brother Chen Qing, are you sure this is the treasured land you spoke of, and not a battlefield?"
Jian Wushuang looked towards the source of the voice. He saw Chun Qiu bend down and wave his hand. A large patch of dark brown soil was swept away, revealing a shattered true sword treasure.
It was unknown how many years it had been buried underground, but the true sword treasure still radiated a chilling aura.
However, everyone's gaze was fixed on the bottom of the shattered true sword.
It was a lustrous white skeleton that had already lost its flesh and blood. He even maintained the posture he was in before he died, one hand holding the true sword, the other covering his chest, but his head no longer existed.
This was the skeleton of a peak Derived Immortal. Jian Wushuang immediately confirmed that his immortal source had been shattered by an external force, along with the true sword that he had stabbed out.
Only a Great Derived Immortal could directly kill such a peak Derived Immortal. There was no other possibility.
Jian Wushuang seemed to sense something. He also waved his hand, sweeping up layers of dark brown sand.
Then, a shocking scene appeared.
As the dark brown sand was peeled away, all sorts of shattered treasures and horrifying corpses were exposed in the air.
Looking over, there were hundreds of immortal skeletons!
Just a few hundred thousand feet of ground had so many white bones. Then, would the ground that had not been lifted be filled with white bones as well?
Jian Wushuang took a cursory glance at the exposed white bones and found that they were all at the Derived Immortal Realm.
To be able to bury so many Derived Immortals here, how terrifying would their opponent be?
Even if a Derived Immortal died, it would be impossible for them to turn into Immortal bones even after several years. However, the dead Derived Immortals had all turned into Immortal bones. From this, it could be seen that they had definitely been dead for more than ten years.
One year was enough for a universe to reincarnate ten times. Ten years could not be measured by time.
Everyone's expression unknowingly turned serious. This was definitely not the treasured land that Chen Qing had mentioned.
It was an ancient battlefield, an ancient battlefield!
"Could this be the ancient battlefield left behind by Emperor Zhen Wuyang when he created the Dali Region?" Chen Qing muttered.
However, no one could answer him. they were all confused.
"Brother Jian, what should we do? Should we leave, or should we investigate?" Spring Autumn asked.
Jian Wushuang waved his hand and buried the hundreds of Immortal Skeletons with the sand. He then said, "Since we've come here by accident, let's check it out first. There's no aura of any living beings here, so it shouldn't be a problem."
Spring Autumn nodded. After following Jian Wushuang until now, he had already firmly believed in Jian Wushuang's decision. He was determined to follow.
Immediately, he followed behind Jian Wushuang and walked forward.
Chen Qing was in high spirits. From time to time, he would search for places where there might be treasures.
Di Qing did not say much. As a Nine Revolution Great Derivation Immortal, he also sensed that this region of heaven was dead. Naturally, he also followed Jian Wushuang to search.
Only Cui Jing looked like he had lost his soul. It was obvious that he had not recovered from Sha Qing's death.
Five figures, led by Jian Wushuang, shuttled through this extremely dead region of heaven.
The dark brown ground under their feet seemed to have no boundaries. It extended endlessly forward.
The dark brown ground was actually not this color at the beginning. It was a color that was formed by the divine blood of Derived Immortals.
Perhaps there had been an ancient war here. Countless Derived Immortals and even Great Derivation Immortals had died in this ancient war. In the end, they were buried by the wind and sand. It was dead and desolate.
As they moved forward, there were some changes in the distant sky.
Cracks that were like natural moats tore the sky apart. At the same time, there were pillars and broken walls that were engraved with mysterious and ancient patterns floating in the sky.
An indescribable, ancient, and desolate aura unknowingly suppressed everyone's hearts.
Looking at the ancient gravel scattered in the sky, Jian Wushuang began to imagine everything that had happened in the ancient war.
When the ground under their feet also showed signs of cracking, broken buildings finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Chen Qing also restrained his excitement. His gaze became serious. He had already realized that this place could not simply be described as a ruin.
"Brother Jian, what do you think this place is?" asked Chen Qing. He was looking for an answer.
Jian Wushuang did not answer him. Instead, he sped up.
It was only when the earth before him began to crack and crater that he stopped and looked ahead.
Looking ahead, everyone was horrified again.
On the shattered land in front of them, there was an ancient, simple, and broken palace suspended above the abyss.
Although it was broken and ancient, it gave off an intimidating aura.
Azure clouds slowly flowed in front of the broken palace.
"This is a Heavenly Court, a broken Heavenly Court of the past."
Jian Wushuang said slowly and firmly.
Chen Qing involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He agreed with Jian Wushuang's conclusion.
Only places where an Emperor had once existed would have the luck of an Emperor flow.
At present, there seemed to be no other name for the giant palace floating above the abyss apart from Heavenly Court.
When the Great Si Region that belonged to Emperor Zhen Wuyang was first established, it had experienced the most tragic war.
Countless Awakening Immortals and even Great Awakening Immortals had participated in the ancient war.
No Awakening Immortal knew how long the ancient war had lasted. That was because all the participants had died. Those who did not die had become one of the elders under Zhen Wuyang.
Just the number of Emperors that had died in Zhen Wuyang's hands was no less than ten.
Jian Wushuang knew that there were four Emperors. They were Yang Jun, Su He, and Dao Gong, who were currently residing in the Alms Sun Vase, and Emperor Feng Hua, the father of Emperor Chun Qiu.
At present, this broken Heavenly Court of the past was very likely to have been established by one of the Emperors that had been defeated by Zhen Wuyang.
"I really did not expect that a broken Heavenly Court of the past would remain in this dead void." Jian Wushuang sighed softly.
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