"Since that's the case, let's go take a look. Whether it is or not, we'll know at a glance."
"Alright."
After reaching an agreement, Gu Qingzhi put away the scroll in her hand and headed toward the Holy Tower marked on the map together with Ye Lin.
If their guess was right this time, the two of them could quickly accumulate a great deal of Heavenly Dao merit. When the Heavenly Dao bestowed its rewards, they could use that merit to raise the grade of the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor.
Having grown accustomed to using the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor, Ye Lin would truly find it awkward to switch to another sword.
He would use Heavenly Dao merit to directly raise the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor to the level of a Limitless Artifact. He also had a piece of Nine Saints Meteoric Iron in hand; when the time came, he could find a high-level artifact refiner to recast the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor.
The two crossed mountains and rivers, traveling for a full half hour before finally reaching the location indicated on the map.
Everywhere they passed along the way was ruins. There was not a single intact spot in sight, and all kinds of corpses lay scattered everywhere.
Yet even after the two of them arrived here, not a single strange spirit came looking for trouble.
"This is the place marked on the map. The Holy Tower—I think we've found it..."
Gu Qingzhi softly said as she looked at a massive collapsed tower in the distance.
On the open ground ahead stood an exceptionally tall building. The entire structure was cylindrical, its levels stacked one above another.
At a glance, it had a full ninety-nine floors, soaring into the clouds.
However,