Lin Qingluo's eyebrows knitted slightly, "Shi Yu, where is the Primordial Orb? Can you sense it?"
Shi Yu nodded solemnly, "I can sense it. It's at the altar in the deepest part of the underground."
"Let's go."
Without any hesitation, Lin Qingluo cast an invisibility spell and disappeared along with Little Kingfisher and the Stele spirit.
Two hundred meters below the ancient ruins lay pitch-black darkness, eerily silent.
Lin Qingluo and the Stele spirit each held a Night Pearl, and they navigated through the scattered debris and bones on the ground.
"What caused the destruction of this dynasty?"
Little Kingfisher had seen many scenes of bloodshed and was not afraid, but rather curious.
"A star from outer space flew towards the earth, causing a tsunami. In one night, the entire royal city sunk to the seabed, and no one escaped."
The Stele spirit sensed Little Kingfisher's gaze on him and explained with a darkened gaze.
