The sword edge sliced through the air, producing a lodious chi.
"This sword is nad ’Cicada’s Chirping’." He glanced down at the sword in his palm, "It was bestowed upon by my master, Master Xuan Yao. Agile and sharp, it kills invisibly. Younger Brother Shouzhe, please be cautious."
Wang Shouzhe maintained a calm expression, his hand brushed over the storage ring, and a simple, heavy longsword appeared in his palm.
This sword was about four feet and three inches long, entirely cast in a heavy bronze color. The spirit light was subdued, with ancient runes faintly visible, low-key yet extraordinary.
However, these were not the most attention-grabbing features.
The most striking aspect was that its blade was at least a third thicker and considerably broader than a typical longsword, making it less agile but more robust and imposing.
It seed less like a sword and more like a double-edged axe.
Clearly, this was a spirit sword adept at both offense and defense, as well as slashing.
No wonder, when Ancestor Zhou Xuan commissioned an Artifact Refining Master to forge this sword back in the day, he must have considered battles against fierce beasts in the Outer Domain, making a light sword impractical.
"This sword is called the ’Cosmic Palace Sword,’ a Middle-Grade Spiritual Artifact passed down through my family. Its sword aura is heavy and domineering, capable of slicing through tal and cutting mountains," Wang Shouzhe said, gripping the Cosmic Palace Sword, his gaze becoming increasingly assertive, "Brother Yuanbai, be careful."
Through the broad and thick blade of the Cosmic Palace Sword, he seed to see scenes from the past where the ancestor held this sword, slaying fierce beasts.
The Cosmic Palace Sword has been enshrined in the Wang Family Ancestral Hall for years, only used by Ancestor Xiaohan during combat to defeat enemies.
As the head of the Wang clan, Wang Shouzhe was the true successor of the Cosmic Palace Sword. It symbolized more than martial power; it embodied the devotion and faith of all clan mbers, representing the family’s might.
Unnoticed, the profound qi within Wang Shouzhe began to flow, and his entire aura grew increasingly intense.
Seeing the Cosmic Palace Sword, his two imperious sisters, Wang Luqiu and Wang Luojing, also turned serious, a hint of reverence appearing in their eyes.
If in normal circumstances, their Fourth Brother’s presence had an intimidation factor of six or seven, once he held the Cosmic Palace Sword, this intensity would rise straight to ten.
At this point, the two of them didn’t even dare to talk back.
"Middle-Grade Spiritual Artifact?"
Mu Yuanbai couldn’t comprehend the deep aning contained within the Cosmic Palace Sword, but his expression imdiately changed; it was both solemn and envious.
A Middle-Grade Spiritual Artifact—whether in terms of the rarity of materials or the difficulty of forging—far exceeded that of a Lower-Grade Spiritual Artifact, with its total value being several tis higher.
This elder brother of Luqiu had a storage ring and a Middle-Grade Spiritual Artifact; his foundation was indeed solid.
Just as he was about to announce the start of the duel.
Suddenly.
Wang Shouzhe flipped his hand again, and a shield appeared in his left hand. The shield was the size of a basin, shaped like an inverted pot lid, heavy yet not cumberso, with runes swirling, spirit light flickering conspicuously.
"This shield is called ’Heart Guard,’" Wang Shouzhe introduced, "It’s a half-physical, half-energy spirit shield with exceptionally strong overall defense. Brother Yuanbai, be cautious."
Two spiritual artifacts?
Mu Yuanbai froze, his expression both solemn and envious.
He was born into an Eighth-Grade family, which had provided considerable support, allowing him to beco a core disciple at a young age. But asking for family support for a spiritual artifact was too much.
The various disciples were also very envious of Wang Shouzhe, thinking he was likely a direct lineage successor of the Celestial Human families, so wealthy that it invoked envy.
"Brother Yuanbai, please instruct ,"
Wang Shouzhe held his sword and shield, assuming a combat stance.
"In that case, I won’t hold back."
As soon as Mu Yuanbai finished speaking, the spirit sword "Cicada Wings" in his palm emitted a sharp sword cry.
"Zing~~~~!"
In almost the blink of an eye, it flew before Wang Shouzhe, with a stroke of the sword lifting towards him.
Its speed was so swift that it was difficult for ordinary people to capture it with their sight.
However, how could Wang Shouzhe be an ordinary person?
Just as the spirit sword struck, the spirit shield "Heart Guard" slightly lifted, its shield aura suddenly intensified.
"Clang!"
The rippling shield aura, like waves on a green lake, easily blocked the incoming spirit sword.
Just kidding, the spirit shield "Heart Guard" was an Upper Grade Spiritual Artifact, how could a re Lower-Grade Spirit Sword easily break its defense?
Without waiting for Mu Yuanbai to be surprised, Wang Shouzhe’s figure already darted forward like lightning, the Cosmic Palace Sword descending swiftly.
An incredibly sharp sword aura suddenly emanated from the sword, slashing towards Mu Yuanbai.
Powerful, domineering, brimming with edge!
Where the sword aura passed, the air itself was torn apart.
A piercing sharp whistle instantly sliced through the air, echoing across the entire arena.
Such powerful sword qi!
Mu Yuanbai’s expression changed, secretly realizing sothing was amiss.
Above the sky, Changchun Ascendant, Master Xuan Yao, and Lady Illusion Butterfly couldn’t help but cast surprised glances downwards.
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