“Battle saber?” Wu Yuan was slightly startled.  2

He already owned an eighth-grade spirit battle saber. 0

“This weapon was unearthed by one of our Wu Sect's ancestors from the relic site of the Xin Continent. It is classified as a high-grade spirit weapon. However, it is very special, and not a single Heavenly Ranker has managed to wield it in a thousand years.” Emperor Dong Pan said, handing it over to Wu Yuan. "Wu Yuan, you can give it a try."0

“Oh?” Wu Yuan's curiosity was piqued. If Emperor Dong Pan himself called it high-grade, it had to be a seventh-grade spirit weapon at least. Only Golden Core cultivators were able to forge spirit equipment of that level.0

Wu Yuan accepted the weapon. As he did so, the Heavenly Rankers looked on with curious gazes, intrigued by the package Wu Yuan held. 0

Since the battle saber would be wielded sooner or later, there was no need to hide it. Moreover, Wu Yuan was confident in his own strength, knowing that no one in the Middle Land would dare to covet his treasure.0

Hence, he unwrapped the package, revealing a deep black battle saber. The blade emitted a chilling aura, and faint waves of ferocious pressure rippled out. 0

From its appearance alone, many Heavenly Rankers recognized that it was a splendid saber. As for how powerful it was, they couldn’t tell exactly.1

Wu Yuan clenched the...0