A Broken Sword!

From afar, this land could not compare to Chaos, but its scale was still astonishing. Its area was nearly the same as Blue Star from his previous life.

Lin Tian flashed forward, shooting ahead like a meteor.

As he neared the land, what he saw made him frown slightly.

The land was covered in pits and ravines of varying sizes and depths, as though it had been violently struck by countless tremendous forces.

There were also fragments of buildings scattered across the ground. There must once have been many houses here, but now only broken walls and ruins remained, a complete mess.

The entire scene appeared exceptionally desolate and dilapidated, utterly devoid of life.

"Could this place, too, have been left behind after Primordial Chaos Shattered?"

Lin Tian pondered silently, his eyes full of confusion.

This was somewhat similar to what he had encountered in the Sea of Chaos before!

Could this also be a battlefield left behind from one of their past great wars?

He began cautiously investigating this barren land.

The entire continent was permeated by an ancient, distant aura, as though it had endured the vicissitudes of countless years.

From Primordial Chaos Shattered to the current Chaos Era, who knew how many epochs had passed?

Every inch of earth and every stone seemed to bear the weight of history, radiating an ancient yet mysterious charm.

Lin Tian held his breath and focused, carefully sensing everything around him.

However, after searching for a while, he discovered that there was not the slightest sign of life on this continent.

"After so many epochs, perhaps they perished long ago."

After a brief hesitation, Lin Tian slowly descended and finally landed on the continent.

"A strange feeling suddenly welled up in my heart, a sense of sorrow."

Perhaps influenced by the continent itself, Lin Tian felt a wave of sadness.

As far as the eye could see, there were shocking remnants of battle everywhere.

Broken weapons lay scattered across the ground, still stained with mottled blood and rust.

The charred earth was covered with footprints and scratches of varying depths, as if recounting the brutality of that battle.

Around some enormous craters, traces left behind by energy explosions could still faintly be seen...

"It seems an earth-shaking battle must have erupted here before."

Lin Tian let out a long sigh and muttered to himself.

Yet he knew nothing about what had caused that battle, or which factions and figures had been involved.

Lin Tian extended his hand and slowly moved it toward the damaged weapons.

The moment his fingertips touched one of them, a strange force quietly stirred.

Just as he had experienced earlier in the Sea of Chaos.

The damaged weapons turned to ashes the instant they came into contact with Lin Tian's fingers, scattering away with the wind.

"What a pity! Such fine materials were wasted just like that.

"If I could obtain even a portion of them, the Spiritual Treasures in my hands could probably rise by at least one grade."

Lin Tian watched the weapons vanish before his eyes, his face full of regret.

The Primordial Chaos Purple Lotus and Primordial Chaos Supreme Cauldron he possessed had once been Primordial Chaos Supreme Treasures that shook the world.

And now, he had found rare materials here, materials whose quality was at least at the Primordial Chaos level.

If he could acquire some and carefully refine them into those two supreme treasures,

Lin Tian thought their grades would surely improve.

Although his heart was filled with regret, Lin Tian quickly adjusted his mindset and became optimistic again.

After all, things in this world rarely went entirely as one wished. Nothing could be forced. What was yours would ultimately be yours; what was not yours could not be kept by force.

As long as he maintained a positive attitude and kept striving forward, he believed that one day, his own opportunity would arrive.

Lin Tian collected himself and continued exploring the continent.

Who knew how much time passed.

Disappointingly, even after searching for a long time, Lin Tian still found nothing.

On this continent, let alone an incomparably precious Spiritual Treasure, not even a trace of a spiritual root could be found.

"Ah! Why is my luck so terrible? This place is so huge, yet I can't find even a single treasure."

Lin Tian muttered in frustration, his gaze unconsciously falling upon the solid ground beneath his feet.

At that moment, an absurd thought suddenly surfaced in his mind: if his guess was correct, this continent had also been left behind from the Primordial Chaos era.

Then it was also a product of the Primordial Chaos era. Why not refine this entire continent into a treasure?

Just as Lin Tian felt that this idea was feasible, a strange fluctuation appeared.

"Hmm?"

Following that force, Lin Tian quickly found its source.

A small hill.

A ball of light suddenly appeared atop it, flickering on and off.

"What is that?"

Lin Tian did not dare relax. His mana surged within him as he readied himself for battle.

If anything was wrong, he would attack immediately.

After waiting for a while,

the light slowly faded.

It revealed its true form.

It was actually a broken sword!

The sword floated in the air, its hilt exquisitely carved and radiating a mysterious, ancient aura.

However, the most eye-catching part was its blade. Though only four fingers long, it exuded a sharp and domineering presence.

Upon closer inspection, traces of baleful aura still lingered upon the blade. Like smoke, it curled around the sword, adding a hint of gloom to its entirety.

Even so, the divine radiance emitted by the blade remained dazzling, as brilliant as the brightest star in the night sky.

This incomplete sword floated in the air, yet the divine radiance surrounding it had not diminished in the slightest.

That divine radiance seemed alive, gently pulsing and flickering, as if telling the world of its former glory and extraordinary origins.

Lin Tian widened his eyes and stared at the Broken Sword in disbelief.

He cautiously approached and lightly touched the blade with a finger. At once, he felt a powerful force enter his body through his fingertip.

Lin Tian was startled and quickly withdrew his hand, beginning to carefully sense that aura.

After a thorough investigation, Lin Tian discovered in shock that although this sword was broken, the aura it emitted was actually even stronger than that of a Chaos Supreme Treasure!

This astonishing discovery left him utterly stunned, and his breathing grew rapid.

"Is it a Primordial Chaos Spiritual Treasure?"

Even in its damaged state, the aura radiating from the sword was still extraordinary!

Just then,

a crimson light suddenly appeared on the hilt!

A phantom slowly emerged!

Lin Tian focused his eyes and could make out his appearance!

An elderly man with a white beard, dressed in a magnificent robe. Every gesture he made brimmed with dominance!

Even as merely a remnant soul, he remained incomparably imposing!

"Haha! I, Ling Daozi, am not fated to die! Dao Tian, Luo Li, you never expected this, did you?!"

The phantom threw back his head and laughed, voicing the resentment in his heart.

Lin Tian's expression turned grave, for he had heard familiar names!

This was bad!