Hah~!

Su Yi let out a breath of turbid air and scanned the battlefield. In the end, he shook his head helplessly and bitterly set about gathering the spoils of war himself.

My cultivation boundary is so low that everything is a treasure. It’d be a pity to just leave this stuff here…

When he finished gathering the trophies, Su Yi proceeded toward the ritual grounds, sat cross-legged, and meditated.

As he consumed and refined spiritual medicines to recover his strength, he gazed at Celestial Blue.

The blade was damaged and red with rust.

At the peak of its glory, this was a true Imperial-level Dao Sword, a top-notch weapon. Now, however, it was severely damaged. It was, at best, a bit stronger than Spirit Dao treasures.

Yan Jingyun and company’s failure to subdue it could be attributed to its lingering spirituality, as well as its enormously powerful weapon spirit.

Furthermore, within the ritual...