The Sea of Ruins, as its name suggested, naturally had its share of stories and legends surrounding it.
It was said that in ancient times, the Asura King led the ghosts of the Underworld Realm and slaughtered the Spirit World until blood ran in rivers.
Later, a True Immortal descended. In the battle at the North Pole Origin Light Palace, the Asura King did not survive.
Although the price the True Immortal paid was also unimaginably heavy, the Underworld Realm's army, at the very least, had lost its head—like a host of dragons without a leader.
The Spirit World seized the chance to counterattack. The ghost army collapsed, and Heavenly Sha Bright King led the remnants here in flight. However, the Spirit World's top mighty figures did not give up, and the Ten Thousand Flood Dragon King followed close on his heels.
Afterward, the two sides slaughtered each other here until blood flowed in rivers. Heavenly Sha Bright King fled back to the Underworld Realm, but most of his subordinates perished. The Sea of Ruins was the remains of that ancient battlefield.
Originally, it had not been an ocean. Unfortunately, the Supernatural Powers of those two top mighty figures were far too terrifying; seas turned into mulberry fields and mulberry fields into seas, and only then did it become what it was today.
As an ancient battlefield, the Sea of Ruins had naturally left behind many treasures, but the Restrictions remaining within were also no small matter. To the current Lin Xuan, they did not amount to much, but back then, even he had not dared to barge around recklessly.
"What, you two girls—could it be that after mastering your arts, you went to the Sea of Ruins?" Lin Xuan said, somewhat astonished.
"Mm."
Shangguan Yan nodded. "It was Ling'er's