Above the river, one by one, artifacts brimming with earth-shattering battle intent drifted in like exquisite delicacies, presenting themselves before the eyes of the gathered cultivators.
These treasures all originated from the Ancient Battlefield, a place where wars raged ceaselessly, cultivators fell at every moment, and fragments of Magic Treasures shattered and detached constantly, ultimately carried here to the Baihe Family by the blood of the War God ancestor of the Immortal Crane Clan.
Each fragment or remnant was steeped in an aura of terror. Just a glance at them felt like facing a vision of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
The treasures floating on the water were mostly broken remains of Magic Treasures, battered and smashed, their divinity lost—yet their imposing aura still lingered. Each fragment bore the memories of the strong from eras past, deserving the admiration and reverence of all living beings.