“Pottery jar?”

Hearing Gan Tian call him, Lu Yang interrupted the Everlasting Immortal Fairy’s explanation.

Unlike the aged and crude pottery jar paintings Lu Yang was familiar with, which required guesswork to decipher their contents, this jar painting from the ancient Qiongqi’s burial objects was exceptionally exquisite.

The painting depicted cataclysmic changes in heaven and earth, resembling the impending arrival of doomsday. All living beings were like ants. Even through the pottery jar, Lu Yang could feel the extreme sense of despair and the inability to resist before such mighty power. The ancient Qiongqi spread its wings, desperately protecting its race.

The painting’s intent was to illustrate the ancient Qiongqi’s glorious achievements, for it had protected the Qiongqi Tribe during a great catastrophe.

However, Lu Yang’s focus wasn’t on...