Chapter 605: Into the forest
Following the brutal clearing of the steel wolves, Max didn’t waste a single second. His figure moved calmly but cautiously through the crumbled remains of the ruined building. Dust floated in the air, and fragments of broken stone littered the cracked floors.
With his Three Dimensional Body fully activated, his senses extended far and wide, sweeping through every crevice of the structure. He scanned through broken pillars, collapsed beams, and even beneath the rubble, as if seeing layers beyond what normal eyes could perceive.
As he walked deeper toward the back wall of the building, something caught his attention—a faint disturbance buried beneath the floor. It wasn’t much, just a subtle flicker of energy, something easily overlooked by ordinary senses.
And it came from below him.
Max crouched and swept away the debris with a single wave of his hand. Beneath the rubble lay a slab of stone, and at its center was a jagged, almost invisible line. His eyes narrowed. That line wasn’t a crack. It was a seal.
’I feel aura of sword concept from down here.’ Max thought.
He pressed his hand over it, flooding it with his own sword concept.
A low rumble echoed. Stone ground against stone. The slab slowly retracted into the floor, revealing a compartment no bigger than a coffin.
Within it, laying atop a velvet cloth long faded to ash-gray, was a sword—broken at the hilt, its blade snapped halfway—but still radiating with a terrifyingly pure and ancient sword concept.
Even cracked and rusted, the blade hummed. Its edges shimmered with residual intent, as if it had once severed mountains, cleaved through lightning, and split space itself.