Zhao Yan told the truth, "This thing was brought back from an ancient ruin more than two thousand years ago. The ancestor took it very seriously. Except for that time, even me was the second.

I saw it again, but I didn’t expect that… the true face of this thing is like this, but I do have a destiny to be with my friend.”

Although the arm guard is damaged.

But the mysterious patterns and the dark silver materials that are not sure what they are, all tell the mystery and extraordinaryness of the arm guard.

"Ancient battlefield?"

Gu Han's heart moved.

He had heard Lu Fang say before that after the war countless years ago, this armor was kept in the Xuan Realm, but later it was lost due to a chaos, and even the people in the Xuan Realm did not know where to go.

"Ask carefully!"

Qianye also takes this matter very seriously, "If you can find the rest and form a complete set of armor, it will not only greatly improve your combat power, but you may also have a chance to see the battle back then.

The truth, and…the true identity of that person!”

"Understood."

Gu Han nodded.

"Zongzhu Zhao."

He looked at Zhao Yan, his face turned solemn, and said, "Where is that disciple?"

Zhao Yan sighed, "He is dead."

"broken!"

Qian Ye's heart sank and said, "Is it because there is a mastermind behind the scenes who kills people to silence them, and wants to cover up the truth?"

Gu Han also frowned, "How did he die?"

“…”

After a moment of silence, Zhao Yan glanced at him and Feng Xi, with a strange expression on his face and said helplessly: "Maybe... it was killed by rain, or it could be... it was burned to death by fire."

Gu Han:...

Feng Xi:...
Chapter completed!