Gu Chensha flew through the air, watching the desolate scenery below. His brow furrowed once more.
When he had come to the Eastern Land last time, it had not seemed this barren.
Why was it so desolate now? There was not even a trace of Spiritual Mechanism.
What exactly had the Monster Alliance done?
After remaining silent for so long, they had suddenly contacted them.
Gu Chensha would never believe there was no trick behind this.
But even if he knew the Monster Alliance had a scheme, perhaps intending to divert disaster elsewhere, Gu Chensha did not care.
How to save the Ancient Gloom Dynasty was what he needed to consider.
The Ancient Gloom Dynasty had endured for so long, yet now it did not even have the right to continue surviving in the Central Plains.
It was laughable. Not long ago, the Ancient Gloom Dynasty's most treasured inherited artifact
had been forcibly shattered by some monstrous genius. From that moment onward, the Ancient Gloom Dynasty's national fortune had already collapsed.
That had been a supreme treasure passed down for hundreds of thousands of years!
It had been personally forged by the founding emperor of the Ancient Gloom Dynasty, carrying the greater part of its fortune.
Yet it had been shattered with a single punch.
To most people of the Ancient Gloom Dynasty, it was as though the fundamental laws of heaven and earth had been twisted. The collapse of their faith had driven countless members of the Ancient Gloom Dynasty to end their own lives.
"Trash from hundreds of thousands of years ago? And you treat it like treasure?"
That prodigy had even mocked them.
The nation-defending artifact that the Ancient Gloom Dynasty regarded as a treasure was, in truth, merely an antique.
Though it had been passed down