“Ee?” When Ye Xun saw the remnant of a magic treasure, he was unwittingly stunned.

But it was then that a clamor of urgent voices rang out from far.

“Hurry up and stop it! That’s absolutely a fragment of some extraordinary divine artifact!”

“Chase it!”

Streaks of light whooshed toward them, accompanying the voices.

However, the treasure fragment was extraordinarily quick. In the blink of an eye, it shot right toward Su Yi and Ye Xun.

Rather, it shot straight toward Ye Xun!

It was then that Ye Xun finally understood. He instinctively stretched out his hand.

Whoosh!

The treasure fragment landed in his palm like a swallow returning to its nest.

Upon closer inspection, it was pale, snowy silver, and full of spirituality. However, its surface was corroded and mottled with rust.

It flew in circles on Ye Xun’s palm, scattering starry specks of light. It seemed overcome with excitement.

Ye Xun looked excited too, as well as stunned and gratified.

“Is that a fragment of a treasure you lost here back then?” Su Yi said thoughtfully.

Ye Xun nodded repeatedly, a nostalgic look on his face. “That’s right. This is part of my sword, Electric Frost. Unfortunately, during my battle with the...