The courtyard of the Heavenly Palace did not contain the various rare treasures that everyone had imagined. Instead, everything that was seen was in ruins, which made Yang Kun and others stand there in silence.
No one could have imagined that the palace in heaven, which looked so bright and beautiful on the outside, was actually in ruins inside.
As far as the eye could see, there were only ruins and broken walls, with broken soldiers and armor scattered everywhere.
On both sides of the entrance to the hall, there are two broken stone lions, countless swords and spears are inserted on the walls, and the spiritual trees planted on both sides of the courtyard are all withered and decayed.
At the same time, waves of extremely mournful cries echoed in the hall and reached everyone's ears, making people feel sad.
Yang Kun picked up a broken piece of spear, but found that before he could use any force, it turned into black iron powder and fell to the ground.
Others also picked up various broken armors and weapons, but they were all turned into powder. They lost their spirituality after being broken, and after hundreds of thousands of years, they were completely turned into powder.
Zhou Tianxiang looked at the broken palace and couldn't help but sigh: "What kind of battle did Tianhua Palace experience hundreds of thousands of years ago to cause it to be broken into the ruins it is now?"
Everyone else shook their heads. No one could answer him. Hundreds of thousands of years was too long. The world had gone through several major changes. Unfortunately, not a single word was left behind.
If it weren’t for the revival of spiritual energy and the appearance of relics, no one would know what things were like hundreds of thousands of years ago
Yang Kun had some guesses. It must have been a war between the immortals and demons, but he was not sure what kind of war it was.
As everyone entered the hall, they saw a huge fist mark on the ground. It was more than five meters long, more than three meters wide, and more than one meter deep, and it was still emitting a powerful demonic aura.
Everyone couldn't help but feel shocked in their hearts, all of them were shocked by this punch.
It was obvious that the one who threw that punch was a demon. What kind of cultivation must one have to be able to throw such a punch
"Is this the power of the demons?"
Yang Kun couldn't help but imagine that if he faced this punch, he would find that no matter whether he attacked or defended, he would not be able to resist it, and he couldn't even run away.
Afterwards, the crowd did not stop and went straight into the main hall. It was similar to the courtyard, with signs of ruins and decay everywhere.
However, there was a mirror floating in the middle of the hall. There were several cracks in the middle of the mirror, which was obviously broken by a powerful weapon. The wailing sound came from the picture in the mirror.
So everyone flew to the front of the mirror and watched the scenes flashing in the mirror.
Suddenly, two pairs of more than a dozen fairies in colorful clothes appeared, each holding a tray with countless fairy wine and spiritual fruits on it. They flew slowly over. Then, an old man in green clothes with a fairy-like appearance came on a crane. He looked at a young monk in bright clothes standing outside the Tianhua Palace, smiled with satisfaction, took out a royal edict and read:
"In obedience to the Emperor Tian Cheng Yun, I decree that Master Tian Hua has made great contributions in subduing demons, and I grant him the magical treasure Mysterious Light Mirror and two hundred thousand top-grade spiritual stones... I decree this! On March 2, the first year of the Qing Emperor!"
There are hundreds of words in it, which roughly say that Master Tianhua has made great contributions to subduing demons, and is specially rewarded with the spiritual treasure Xuanguan Zhaotian Mirror, 200,000 top-grade spiritual stones, and a dozen fairies. He also used the Xuanguan Zhaotian Mirror to record this scene.
Then the scene changed to the scene of Master Tianhua holding a celebration banquet, treating guests to rare delicacies and exotic wines. Countless monks filled inside and outside the Heavenly Palace, and many monks flew in from outer space to greet Master Tianhua.
Many cultivators sat together and discussed, and sometimes released some spells to prove something, but their methods were extremely natural and casual, as if they did not use any skills at all. They just did what they wanted, and each spell came to mind effortlessly.