Weapon Improvement

Shen Yuan's grip tightened on the Crimson Devourer, its crimson glow intensifying with each passing second, as though excited for facing the very heavens and the tribulation.

A smile played on his lips despite the pain coursing through his body. "Alright, buddy, let's show the heavens what we're made of," he muttered, his voice low yet resolute.

With a single motion, he pushed off the ground, his body rocketing into the sky like a crimson streak of light.

The oppressive thunderclouds churned violently above, the sixth bolt gathering its terrifying energy.

The air crackled with raw power, and the onlookers below watched with bated breath.

Just as Shen Yuan prepared himself, a flash of light caught his attention.

His gaze snapped downward to see Shen Yuxin standing outside the courtyard, her expression tense.

In a swift motion, she hurled a shimmering glob of light toward him, her voice ringing out with urgency, "Yuan'er, catch this!"