Bulwark Umbrella
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Han Sen was taken aback when he saw what emerged from his Sea of Soul. It was an umbrella. It was thin-framed and elegant, like the sort you'd see fancy women use.
Its color was blacker than the filthiest coal, though. Even its handle was.
When the umbrella appeared, it flew above Han Sen's head. Beneath this umbrella, Han Sen felt a veil or shroud envelope him.
The cold and the shriek were gone.
Han Sen noticed, if he was able to stay within the umbrella's covering radius, all the negative and detrimental effects were filtered and kept away.
"Is this the geno core of the Dongxuan Sutra?" Han Sen quickly reviewed the information of the geno core.
Self Geno Core: Bronze Bulwark Umbrella