At first glance, it appeared as little more than a cold point of light suspended in the air. Only under closer scrutiny could one make out the weapon. The sword's hilt and guard were black as ink, while its blade was crimson. Its edge was honed so sharp and the tip so fine that the eye could scarcely tell where the blade ended.

This was the weapon that had once shaken the cultivation world: the Godslayer Blood Sword. Well, in all fairness, this was not its true name, but a moniker it had earned from the rumor that it had once slain an Ascendant.

Luo Chen studied it without immediately reaching out. He was no longer the broke Qi Refinement cultivator who once struggled to survive in Dahe Market. As a Sage, he now possessed more enchanted treasures than he could easily count, yet only three were truly worth his attention.

The first was naturally the Primordial Unity Cauldron, the life-bound enchanted treasure he had nurtured for many years. Its foundation had already been extraordinary before it absorbed the mysterious gray light and the power of heavenly lightning. Even after advancing into a True Artifact, it remained as responsive as an extension of his own body, and its abilities far...