"This is it?"
After clearing away the massive number of corpses in the ruins, the team finally laid eyes on the object they had been searching for.
The result, however, was unexpected. It wasn't a powerful weapon or an ornate scepter.
Instead, it was just a shriveled fruit, submerged at the bottom of a crude-looking stone cup, sealed within an unknown, transparent liquid.
When Tong Ying retrieved it, he felt nothing at all.
Moreover, once it was moved, the fruit was once again covered by the transparent liquid, and the unease and fear that had been plaguing everyone's minds vanished completely.
"That's it," Qi Suian confirmed. "Everyone's anxiety is gone, right?"
This question was, of course, met with unanimous agreement.
"It doesn't look like much," Mao Chuan muttered. He had expected a part of the Dark Evil God to be terrifying.
Either fleshy tentacles or swirling black mist. Its true appearance, however, was a bit reality-bending.
