Ye Kang excitedly put away the Demon Banning Pagoda, then crouched down. A gigantic shovel appeared in his hand.
It was a treasure Xia Ningyan used to loosen the soil, and it made digging incredibly fast.
Since he'd found a divine weapon here, there had to be more than one. After all, these were the relics of a Dao Integration Realm powerhouse.
As Ye Kang dug, he couldn't help sighing.
"Even a Dao Integration Realm powerhouse fell here. I can't imagine how bloody that battle must have been."
"What's so surprising? Every place where a Purple Mist Zone appears has seen more than one Dao Integration Realm powerhouse fall. That's especially true of a hundred thousand years ago, when Dao Integration Realm powerhouses walked the land everywhere. Who knows how many of them died?"
The moment Ning Qin spoke, Ye Kang grew curious.
"Were Dao Integration Realm powerhouses common in the past?"
"Of course. Especially a hundred thousand years ago, when they were as plentiful as oxen and hairs. But one battle after another exhausted all those living forces. Those who've survived until now are all Old Monsters with ways to preserve their lives."
Ye Kang nodded, then thought of Ke Yuanzhou's story.
A hundred thousand years ago, the Luofu Sacred Sect had faced the same fate, besieged by the Nine Provinces' powerhouses. Just that one battle had claimed who knew how many Dao Integration Realm powerhouses.
It seemed that even the lofty Dao Integration Realm didn't guarantee safety.
The road to the Dao was long and arduous. He had to work even harder.
Ye Kang was fired up, and his digging speed increased dramatically.
Before long, his hoe struck something hard, ringing out with a crisp clang.
Ye Kang hurriedly reached down and pulled the hard object out.
His