The shape of this magical artifact should resemble a handleless narrow-necked wine jug, with ears on both sides, each ear having a copper ring.
Based on this speculation, combined with the bottom of the bottle in his hand, Shen Wen'an realized that he probably only obtained a fifth, or even less, of the entire magical artifact.
"I'll take this."
Suppressing his thoughts, he directly stored the bronze fragment into his storage bag.
The Centipede Leader was indifferent to this.
Shen Wen'an had helped it a lot this time, so a fragment of a broken magical artifact was a token of gratitude.
"Head immediately to Yunshui City now."
"The demon beasts outside the poisonous miasma haven't been completely killed by me before, and those who escaped might bring reinforcements upon their return."
"It's not safe to stay here long."
The Centipede Leader lifted its head, looking reluctantly at the place where it had lived for two hundred years, and nodded slightly.
