These two items couldn't be more familiar to Yan Wutian.
The black Token went without saying—within the entire Yan Family, only the five of them in the Supreme Realm possessed one.
As for that Broken Blade, he and his Ninth Brother had obtained it back in the day when they went together to the Desolate Forbidden, joined forces to hunt down a taboo creature, and took it from within its body.
"These are Old Nine's things! Th-this… how did they come out of here?"
Yan Wutian's eyes widened at once. He strode forward and picked up the two items, turning them over carefully. Even his fingers were trembling slightly, his face full of disbelief.
Right at this moment, Zhou Qing seemed to sense something. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face turning pale in an instant.
His tone anxious: "Senior, that's right! This is what I located by borrowing the lingering aura of the Ninth Ancestor!"
