Dao Lord Taichu nodded, then plucked the fruit and placed it in his Storage Ring.
"Hm? What's that?" Dao Lord Taichu's pupils suddenly contracted as he spotted a corpse in the distance.
The corpse had already withered away. No one knew how many years it had been dead, and a sword was still embedded in its body.
Dao Lord Taichu flew over and examined it carefully.
The sword was covered in rust, yet it still emitted powerful fluctuations. Dao Lord Taichu picked it up.
It was an ancient sword, and the patterns on it had long since become blurred.
"Buzz!"
Dao Lord Taichu drew the ancient longsword. In an instant, all the rust on it fell away, and its cold gleam burst forth, stinging the eyes. Dao Lord Taichu gripped the ancient sword tightly as an ancient, boundless aura swept through the surroundings. A fierce presence rushed at him, making even his heart tremble.
"This is an unparalleled fine sword!" Liu Xue praised.
"Indeed, it is an extraordinary sword. Unfortunately, it is badly damaged and cannot be restored. If it were intact, its power would surely be even greater!" Dao Lord Taichu said with a sigh.
He then put away the sword, and the two continued onward.
Before long, they finally reached the center of the forest.
There stood a magnificent palace. At its entrance stood a purple-robed old man. His gaze was as deep as the starry sky, and his entire body radiated a powerful aura. He looked at Dao Lord Taichu, then at Liu Xue beside him, raising his brows slightly.
"Who are you? How did you break in here?" the purple-robed old man asked.
"I am Dao Lord Taichu. I entered the Divine Land in search of treasure. And who are you?" Dao Lord Taichu asked indifferently.