The Phoenix Descends and the Emperor Dies
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Han Sen was shocked. He was a strong man, and he could lift even the heaviest of items. This feather, though, would require a heft far beyond his capabilities.
It was heavier than any metal he had ever known. But not wanting to give up, Han Sen flexed and prepared to give it another go.
"Is this metal? Or is it the actual feather of some bird? Hmm, but if it did belong to a bird, how could such a creature possibly fly with a wing full of them?" As he thought, Han Sen tried dragging it from left to right.
The feather was almost like a hiltless sword. It made for a supremely sharp blade.
Han Sen brought out a z-steel stone and ran it against the feather. With remarkable ease, the z-steel stone was split in two as if it were made of butter.
Even with Taia, he had to use much strength to cut through things.
When Taia was in Han Sen's hands, it could be used to slay super creatures in the Third God's Sanctuary.