Heavenly Craftsmanship Treasure

Amid a series of sharp cracks.

The ground before that pile of oversized goblin wreckage suddenly split open, and an exquisite, magnificent silver platform rose from the hole.

Hovering silently above the platform was a sky-blue miniature flying sword no thicker than a finger, ancient in design yet radiating extraordinary spiritual light.

At the same time, the broadcasting system somewhere high above sounded once more, its announcement echoing across the entire area in intermittent bursts: "Con—congratulations, little friend, congratulations—you have obtained our—our Sparkling Children's Amusement Park th—thirtieth-thousand anniversary celebra—feedback gift, bzzzt—may you—enjoy your visit—bzzzt bzzzt—"

Amid the sudden surge of static, the broadcast cut off abruptly.

Zhang Sanxian had already strolled up to the magnificent platform and reached out to take the tiny flying sword.

He then sent a thread of true essence into its sword body.

Buzz—The instant his true essence entered the flying sword, he discovered that its internal space was incomparably vast—vast enough to rival a star.

This was, astonishingly, a miniature world opened and stabilized through the most cutting-edge technology.

That thread of Zhang Sanxian's true essence was like an invisible dragon, swiftly flying into that boundless expanse.

After traveling through it and wandering about for a while, he discovered more than a dozen platforms stretching for tens of thousands of miles within the sword's internal space.

Between these platforms stood countless towering buildings in layered clusters, each in a different style.

Among them were many large storage depots, but after the passage of countless ages, they had all been filled with unidentifiable debris, devoid of any treasure.

Yet within many entertainment centers, large and small, Zhang Sanxian still found a considerable number of treasures—virtual reality games.

After reading the old manuals for these game pods, Zhang Sanxian discovered that the sheer scale of their maps,