Two days later, when the black pavilion had been pieced back together seven or eight parts out of ten, the excavation work finally came to an end.
It was an extremely ancient-looking pavilion, likely part of some palace complex. It had been damaged terribly, and only after a long time had they managed to piece it back together.
Only half remained. The other half had shattered beyond recognition, turning into fragments and dust that had vanished.
Traces of attacks could be seen on it. It had likely been destroyed by some gigantic creature.
What exactly it had been remained unknown.
The pavilion was square, two stories tall, and roughly six in height.
Such dimensions clearly far exceeded those of ordinary buildings. Because it had been shattered so thoroughly, only the structure itself remained; all other traces were either too fragmentary to identify or had decayed away in the river of time.
Qin He could only vaguely imagine what the Ancient Heavenly Court had looked like. It must have been awe-inspiring beyond measure.
If it truly was as he imagined, with its ruins scattered across the myriad heavens and worlds, then he would have to exhaust the very limits of imagination to reconstruct it in his mind.
Qin He used his old method to barely stabilize the ruins, then stored them in the Mustard Seed Space.
Once he was done, Qin He withdrew the team. The ruins had been collected, the burning had continued for a long while, and the reward arrived as well.
The Antelope Ox Demon had been a demon of the lower realm. During the Near Ancient Era, it cultivated into a great demon of the Other Shore Realm, roaming the Abyss alone with scarcely an opponent. It had once attempted to sweep away some of the forbidden