Chapter 73 – Level Nine Artifact Soul
As Li Guanqi stepped onto the altar, everyone instinctively held their breath, their gazes fixed on him.
Suddenly, Sword Spirit’s voice rang out urgently in his mind. “Who the hell is your grandfather?!”
Buzz!
Li Guanqi felt like he had been plunged into a misty, illusory world. Tools and weapons were littered everywhere on the ground: knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, pitchforks...
There were even pill cauldrons, hammers, magical brushes, prosthetics, shields, and more. The entire space was littered with items, stretching endlessly into the distance.
Each item radiated a powerful energy, glowing with the light of various elements. Intricate and complex patterns adorned their surfaces.
“What are these? Why are there so many of them?” Li Guanqi said.
Then, with a touch of sarcasm, he added, “Am I supposed to pick one?”
He wandered through the space, observing his surroundings. It didn’t take long for him to notice a pattern—powerful weapons stood in isolation with no other items nearby, as if claiming territory of their own.
He spotted a purple sword embedded in the ground with lightning crackling all over it. There were no weapons within a ten zhang radius of it.
As he approached, the sword let out a sharp, ringing cry, as if showing off.
Li Guanqi reached out slowly. However, before he could touch it, an inexplicable, transcendent feeling told him that the sword was not suitable for him.