Yun Lintian spent the next few hours combing through the Ancient Battlefield, his divine senses peeling back layers of earth to uncover hidden relics.
Broken divine artifacts, shattered armor, and even a few crumbling legacies of fallen gods emerged from the dirt. Though their power had faded with time, they still held value—if not as weapons, then as records of the past.
He gathered them all into a spatial ring and handed it to Yun Xiaohong before departing. "Bring these back to the sect. Have the artifact hall study them."
Yun Xiaohong bowed. "Understood, Headmaster."
With that, Yun Lintian returned to Nine Firmament City.
The moment he stepped through the city gates, a figure in white robes intercepted him.
"Lintian!"
Long Xi, the Dragon God Queen of Light, stood before him, her usual regal composure frayed at the edges. Her dark eyes burned with barely restrained worry.
Yun Lintian bowed slightly. "Auntie."
"Where is Qingxuan?" Her voice was taut.
