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"What is this magical treasure!?"
The mysterious and unknown existence's complexion underwent a drastic change as he let out a terrified howl.
Even he, whom time could not wear down, revealed an expression of disbelief.
The Destiny Magical Treasure before his eyes had actually surpassed his understanding.
"It is called the Primordial Sword."
Zhou Dao chuckled lightly, walking out from the long-gone void, holding a three-chi divine blade in his hand. In the briefest moment of time, it seemed as if he held nothing tangible in his grip, as if it was a mirage of light, as if gas solidified into reality.
"A sword from any place!?"
The crowd was stunned, exchanging glances, feeling a numbness in their scalps.
An invisible, mighty power stood in their way, yet they were unable to perceive it.