As Jun Huang stabilized at that chaotic entrance, he raised his hand without hesitation, reaching into that bizarre and dangerous entrance rift.
With a faint bloodline sense, he cautiously retrieved an item from within.
It was a broken skeletal corpse, washed away by countless ages within the Heaven Burial Palace; the corpse had almost completely decayed, leaving only a rough outline. If not for the weak Mystic Force barely wrapping it, it would have long turned to cosmic dust.
Jun Huang's fingertips trembled slightly; he took a deep breath, suppressing his tumultuous emotions.
This skeleton was the remains of his sister, Jun Yixue, whom he had been searching for through countless eons.
"The True Immortal bones, imperishable for a hundred tribulations, shouldn't be this fragile."
