In the ancient battlefield was a ruin that had been abandoned for a long time.
However, the broken sword and saber stabbed into the black and blood-colored ground.
White bones could be seen everywhere. Although the bones had traces of being destroyed by others, the bones that had been destroyed and placed here for hundreds of thousands of years had not been eroded by time.
Just what realm had the owner of these bones reached?
How strong were the people who killed them?
The air was vaguely filled with a subtle yet majestic aura. It all told them that this place had once been prosperous and the intensity of the battle.
"Back then, the Mortal Realm declined even though it had so much advantage and power. Its inheritance was severed." Ye Qiubai looked around with a solemn expression.
Ye Qiubai didn't say the rest because Song Xiao was there.
