A bitter wind swept over the altar.
Changqingzi rubbed his hands, his lone eye gleaming. "My lord, even if an Integration-stage Spirit Treasure is reduced to fragments, its material must be of a supreme grade found nowhere in the Tianyuan Realm. If we could melt it down and forge it anew..."
"Find it first." Chen Lin cut him off and turned to Yun Sheng. "Can you sense its exact location?"
Yun Sheng gently closed her eyes. The deep-blue mark between her brows lit up.
Ten breaths later, she opened her eyes. "There's one fragment three thousand li to the northwest, and another two eight thousand li due east. The other traces are very faint and intermittent."
"Northwest first," Chen Lin ordered.
Changqingzi immediately steered the Heavenly Shuttle, turning it into a streak of light that tore through the wind and snow.
Half an hour later.
The Heavenly Shuttle hovered over a vast, seemingly bottomless canyon.
The ice walls on either side were an eerie, dark black and gave off a pungent stench of blood.
"Such dense baleful qi." The Star Moon Demon Saint frowned.
"This was one of the central battlefields back then." Yun Sheng drew the Azure Cloud Sword and pointed its tip into the depths of the canyon. "The fragment is at the very bottom."
Chen Lin leaped down.
The others followed close behind.
After they descended a thousand zhang, the light vanished completely.
Chen Lin stirred his True Dragon Qi and Blood, illuminating their surroundings with a dark-golden glow.
Half a deep-blue sword blade jutted from the canyon floor. Dozens of broken, blackened skeletons lay frozen around it.
The instant Chen Lin approached.
Thick black mist suddenly seeped from the skeletons.
The mist rapidly gathered into an enormous, hideous ghost face, which opened its bloody maw and