Chapter 4: Sword Cuts Daozi_1
"Qin Wudao? Never heard of you. But if you hand over the Dao Weapon in your hands, I will grant you an intact corpse!" Luo Yun said in a low, arrogant voice. His icy eyes, full of greed, were fixed intently on the Xuanyuan Sword.
He was certain this was a precious Dao Weapon.
On the Primitive Continent, there was a strict classification for weapons, ranking from low to high as follows: Mortal, Ling, Dao, King, Saint, Emperor, and Immortal!
A truly excellent weapon was incredibly rare.
Throughout the entire East Ancient Domain, only a handful of Dao Weapons existed, serving as heirloom armaments of their respective sects. These armaments were only ever deployed when a sect faced an existential threat.
"A Dao Weapon?"
Upon hearing the Xuanyuan Sword, an Extreme Dao Immortal Weapon, being classified as a Dao Weapon, Qin Wudao shook his head. He wouldn’t bother explaining to a man destined to die.
"Die!"
As this word left his lips, the atmosphere crackled, and the killing intent on the battlefield surged violently.
Qin Wudao took a step forward, slowly lifting the Xuanyuan Sword and releasing a surge of Sword Qi. It shimmered like cast gold, covered in profound, mystical patterns, and pulsed with the power to cleave the heavens and split the earth.