Two Layabouts

Sacred Palace.

When Chen Luo crossed over, all he saw was a stretch of ruins.

The top-tier Incense Offering Spirit that had once been powerful enough to rival a Dao Integration Cultivator eight thousand years ago had vanished into thin air in the space-time of eight thousand years later. If Chen Luo had not asked Fortune Child for directions, he might not even have been able to find where the Sacred Palace was.

Crash!

Chen Luo swept aside a pile of debris.

Within a collapsed wall, he found a rusted Iron Saber. The saber had been exquisitely forged, with three backward hooks resembling bone spurs along its spine. An elegantly shaped azure dragon was also engraved upon its blade. Eight thousand years ago, when it had been bolstered by divine incense offerings, this saber would surely have been a top-tier Incense Offering Divine Weapon. But eight thousand years later, all its divine power had been lost. If Chen Luo had not wrapped it in spiritual power, merely pulling it from the rubble just now might have shattered it into scraps.

"Also does not know whether it can still be used."

The step of dealing with the Incense Offering Spirit had been skipped, and he had obtained the Incense Offering Divine Weapon as well. Just that, he did not know whether the Mysterious Person who had negotiated terms with him would still honor the deal.

After putting away the Divine Saber covered in rust, Chen Luo searched the Sacred Palace once more.

The Sacred Palace covered nearly twice the area of Fortune Child's palace. Even after Eight Thousand Years, the palace complex of the Sacred Palace had not disappeared. One could well imagine how powerful the Sacred Palace had been at its peak. Chen Luo seriously suspected that old fellow who