Wang Lin's expression was neutral as he looked at the broken tablet. He jumped forward and arrived before the tablet.
Li Yuan followed closely after and carefully looked at tablet before looking at the ruins. He then smiled. "Brother Xu, if I'm not wrong, this Celestial Welcoming Palace was once a trade spot for celestials."
Wang Lin nodded and calmly walked toward the ruins. Along the way, he could see many wreckages of various buildings. This palace was very big; it was almost the size of a mortal city.
The ruins were extremely quiet, with only the occasional wind that would blow through the broken buildings. The sound created by the wind sounded like someone was sobbing.
Small vortexes would form when the wind blew by, gently blowing away the dust.
It could be seen from the wreckage that there were many pavilions along the road, but right now they were heavily damaged. There were even remnants of restriction fluctuations coming from them.