Corpse Refinement Cult

"Should we go and fight for it?"

The spirit tiger was raring to go with excitement in his eyes.

"There's no need to,"

Su Zimo had a calm expression and a glint sparkled in his eyes. "Although superior-grade Dharmic weapons seem good, it's not worth us taking the risk to enter this mess."

In the ancient battlefield, even for Dharmic weapons that once belonged to Dao Lords or Mighty Figures, their Dharmic powers had long dissipated without the refinement of Essence Spirit and the passing of countless years. These weapons had fallen to the grade of Perfected Lord Dharmic weapons a long time ago.

The only difference was that their Dharmic patterns were still around and their grades were unchanged.

Therefore, even if any Dharmic weapons appeared, they were mostly for Perfected Lords.

"Go, let's leave this place first!"

Su Zimo waved and prepared to leave with monkey and the others.

"You want to leave after coming here?"