"Indeed, it's a Primeval Stone damaged in the great battle." Qi Daolin's gaze fixed on the scene before him, his expression growing increasingly solemn.
The Immortal Mine was vast, with a large piece of Primeval Stone on the road, fallen from the cave wall, its fractured end crisscrossed with many cracks.
This led to wild conjectures. What kind of massive collision had occurred in ancient times? Even treasures forged from Primeval Stones had shattered. It felt almost surreal.
The Primal Chaos True Immortal, coexisting with the world, eternal and uncorroding, yet even this top-grade Immortal Material had still broken apart, which, while inducing endless thoughts, also sent shivers down one's spine.
"Collect it. Although it's cracked, bringing it outside still makes it a sacred treasure material. Even a small piece mixed in when forging secret treasures can greatly enhance their quality," Qi Daolin said.
