As Leng Ruobing’s mind stirred, a pair of gloves as thin as cicada wings appeared on her hands, emitting a sharp aura and an even more piercing chill, allowing Leng Ruobing, who currently had only Innate Realm Early Phase strength, to exude the might of soone in the Innate Late Stage. These gloves indeed suited Leng Ruobing very well.
"From now on, I’ll call you Ice Silkworm Gloves!" Leng Ruobing murmured to herself while looking at the gloves in her hands, her eyes filled with a touch of fondness.
At this mont, Ye Luo arrived at the deepest part of the palace, his eyes sparkling with brilliance.
"Did you find sothing?" Leng Ruobing walked over and asked Ye Luo.
Ye Luo did not speak, his gaze fixated on what lay ahead.
Under the watch of Ye Luo’s Clairvoyant Eye, before him was sothing that resembled a mirror, inscribed with countless patterns and enveloped in a halo of light. Ye Luo could feel that this mirror was no ordinary object and might be the most valuable treasure within this palace.
However, the halo of light surrounding the treasure contained an imnsely heavy energy. Clearly, to obtain this treasure, one must shatter this orb of light.
"Ruo Bing, step back a bit," said Ye Luo to Leng Ruobing, and then he mobilized all his strength and threw a punch directly at it.
Boom!
A sound as muffled as thunder erupted, and a powerful wave of force was released. Ye Luo staggered back several steps, while the orb of light began to reveal itself.
"This is... the Eight Feet Mirror!"
Leng Ruobing’s eyes locked onto the mirror within the orb of light and she spoke with so hesitance.
"The Eight Feet Mirror? What’s that?" Ye Luo asked, puzzled.
"The Eight Feet Mirror is one of the four great Imperial Weapons of the Island Country," Leng Ruobing explained.
"The Island Country has four great Imperial Weapons?" Ye Luo was startled, and his gaze swept over the mirror within the orb of light.
Leng Ruobing nodded and continued, "These Imperial Weapons have been passed down in the Island Country for a thousand years: the Eight Feet Mirror, Kusanagi Sword, Yata no Kagami, and the Muramasa Blade. Each of these Imperial Weapons possesses imnse strength, and it’s said that the Eight Feet Mirror can defend against all attacks with unparalleled power. It’s just uncertain whether this mirror is the Eight Feet Mirror."
"That’s badass, I want to see for myself. If it is, then it’s a jackpot," Ye Luo quipped after hearing Leng Ruobing’s explanation.
His interest in the mirror piqued by her words, Ye Luo beca eager.
"It’s just that this orb of light seems to be protecting the mirror, and it won’t be easy to take," Leng Ruobing said with a slight frown.
"Hmph, am I not capable of shattering it?"
Ye Luo, stubborn, called forth the Lingyun Sword and channeled all the power of his Nine Yang True Qi into it, unleashing the sword’s maximum might with a strike at the orb of light.
Boom!
An intense explosion sounded, and Ye Luo was shaken back repeatedly, while the orb of light gradually beca dimr.
"It really works."
Ye Luo’s gaze sharpened, and he charged forward, unleashing all his strength. The Lingyun Sword erupted with its ultimate power, and half a minute later, accompanied by a thunderous roar, the orb of light completely disappeared.
The mirror was revealed, emitting a terrifying pressure that made one feel like submitting.
"Such formidable might, it seems it really is the Eight Feet Mirror!" Leng Ruobing said, her complexion pale, suddenly spewing a mouthful of blood. If her strength hadn’t declined so much, she wouldn’t have been able to withstand the power burst forth from the Eight Feet Mirror.
"Ruo Bing!"
Ye Luo, seeing Leng Ruobing spitting blood, his expression changed, his gaze fixed on the Eight Feet Mirror, and he charged over and grabbed it.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
As soon as Ye Luo grabbed the Eight Feet Mirror, the entire mirror trembled violently, unleashing a vast strength that surged into Ye Luo’s body, causing him to imdiately spew out a mouthful of blood.
The blood sprayed directly towards the Eight Feet Mirror, but suddenly a light burst forth from the mirror, blocking the blood, as if it was reluctant to let Ye Luo’s blood stain it.
Yet, at that mont, the blood that Ye Luo spewed out exploded into a flash of golden light, instantly rging into the Eight Feet Mirror.
The Eight Feet Mirror quivered slightly, then ceased resisting and lay obediently in Ye Luo’s hand, while Ye Luo’s mind was filled with a new piece of information.
"Eight Feet Mirror, superior grade King’s Tool, defensive weapon, releases defensive energy corresponding to the strength of its owner."
With this piece of information, Ye Luo understood that the mirror he held in his hand was indeed one of the four great divine artifacts of the Island Country legends, yet the so-called divine artifact was rely a term of praise. This Eight Feet Mirror was a King’s Tool, and though he did not understand what a King’s Tool was, it seed to be stronger than a Spiritual Artifact.
"Master!"
Suddenly, a naive voice echoed in Ye Luo’s mind, imdiately changing his complexion.
"Who?"
Ye Luo scanned his surroundings with wary eyes.
"What’s wrong?" Leng Ruobing looked at Ye Luo with a puzzled expression.
"Did you not hear any voice just now?" Ye Luo asked Leng Ruobing.
"Voice? No, I didn’t hear any voices," Leng Ruobing said with a puzzled and confused look.
Just as Ye Luo thought he was hearing things, the voice sounded again in his mind.
"Master, I am your Instrunt Soul."
This ti, Ye Luo appeared more composed. Upon hearing the other’s words, his eyes narrowed, and he sharply turned his gaze towards the mirror in his hand.
"You are the Instrunt Soul of this Eight Feet Mirror?"
"What are you talking about, Ye Luo? What Instrunt Soul?" Leng Ruobing looked at Ye Luo with a clueless expression.
"Master, indeed, I am the Instrunt Soul of the Eight Feet Mirror. However, you do not need to speak out loud to converse with ; just think of what you want to say, and I will understand."
The sa youthful voice once more resonated in Ye Luo’s mind. This ti, without speaking, Ye Luo thought, "What does Instrunt Soul an? Why do you call master? And where are you? Inside my body?"
"Master, whenever a weapon reaches the level of a King’s Tool, it gives birth to an Instrunt Soul, akin to a person’s soul. Since I have acknowledged you as my master, hence you are my master. As for , I am within the Eight Feet Mirror."
The childish voice sounded within Ye Luo’s mind.
At that mont, Ye Luo seed to understand; it was remarkable that a weapon reaching the level of a King’s Tool would possess an Instrunt Soul, similar to a human soul.
"Can you tell about the distinctions between these weapons?" Ye Luo asked again in his thoughts.
"Weapons are divided into Spiritual Artifacts, which possess Spirituality; King’s Tools, which give birth to Instrunt Souls; Imperial Weapons, which have Artifact Spirits; then Holy Artifacts, which spawn Artifact Spirit spaces; and finally, Emperor’s Tools. As for what Emperor’s Tools are like, I do not know," the youthful voice said calmly.
"There are so many powerful weapons above Spiritual Artifacts?" Ye Luo thought to himself in amazent, feeling as though his horizons had been greatly broadened.
"Master, that sword in your hand is also a King’s Tool!" the Instrunt Soul of the Eight Feet Mirror suddenly spoke up.
"What? The Lingyun Sword in my hand is also a King’s Tool?" Ye Luo was taken aback.
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