1227 Horn!
The wooden box gently opened.
In Ye Qiu's line of sight, a finger-length object appeared.
Ye Qiu's gaze fell upon it, and he was surprised to find that it was a horn, slender and sharp.
A top-level expert, even in death, held on to this treasure, and it turned out to be a horn.
Even Ye Qiu was a bit confused. No matter how he looked at it, it didn't seem like something important.
Could this horn help him return to Earth?
Obviously not possible.
Ye Qiu felt a slight disappointment, but he was mentally prepared. Since there was no method to return to Earth here, he would have to search elsewhere.
Just as Ye Qiu was putting the wooden box into the Qiankun Bag, suddenly, the ground shook.
Debris kept falling down, and Ye Qiu quickly retreated.
He couldn't stay here any longer, so Ye Qiu immediately rushed to the exit, and within just a few breaths, he found himself back at the temple on the ground.
However, the trembling continued and did not stop.
