409: Imperial weapons recognize their master

In the Azure Cloud Secret Realm, at the Enlightenment Platform, the Great Ancestor was Cultivating.

Sensing a fluctuation at the entrance, he opened his eyes and saw the Second Ancestor and the Fourth Old Ancestor arriving together, but the Third Old Ancestor was nowhere to be seen.

He could not help but frown slightly: "Hmm? How come only the two of you have returned? Where is the Third Old Ancestor?"

A strange expression flashed across the Second Ancestor's face, and his tone carried an indescribable complexity.

"Him? He has some private matters to attend to. Probably, should be, maybe he will be back in a while."

"Private matters?"

The Great Ancestor was taken aback, but he did not press further.

"Did you have any gains in the Emperor's Tomb?"

"It was alright, we gained some Saint-Grade treasures."

He paused, seemingly organizing his words, and slowly added: "It's just that, there was a slight unexpected gain."

"Oh?" The Great Ancestor stroked his beard, becoming somewhat interested.

The Second Ancestor did not answer immediately. Instead, he raised his hand and instantly set up nine layers of powerful Restrictions around the three of them to isolate Divine Sense and distort the heavenly secrets, his expression extremely solemn.

Seeing the Second Ancestor so serious, the smile on the Great Ancestor's face slowly faded, and his brows furrowed slightly.

What kind of gain would require setting up such exaggerated Restrictions here at the Enlightenment Platform, the core of the Secret Realm?

"What exactly did you obtain?"

The Great Ancestor's voice calmed down, carrying a tone of inquiry.

The Second Ancestor leaned forward half a step and said word by word: "We seem to have picked up a Supreme Emperor Weapon."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Great Ancestor was stunned.

First, he was bewildered, as if he hadn't heard clearly or didn't understand the meaning of these words combined together.

"Supreme, emperor weapon?"

The Great Ancestor slowly repeated the four words.

"Picked up?"

He repeated the most crucial word, the sense of absurdity in his tone almost overflowing.

"Second, Fourth. Did I hear wrong, or have you two gone mad? A Supreme Emperor Weapon? And you 'picked it up'? Do you know what that concept is?! That is not a Chinese cabbage by the roadside! That is a supreme treasure that suppresses the Luck of a region, is enough to cause a war between Holy Lands, and makes even the Forbidden Zone Supremes cast a sidelong glance! It is the extension of the life and Dao of an Ancient Great Emperor! Each one possesses the power to destroy the heavens and earth, and it is also accompanied by earth-shattering Karma! Picked up? What kind of unprecedented joke is this!"

Even the Fifth Ancestor, who was nearby and had just advanced to the Great Saint Realm while focusing on consolidating his cultivation, could not help but open his eyes.

He looked at the Second Ancestor and the Fourth Old Ancestor with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

The Second Ancestor understood their reaction.

In fact, if the item was not solidly in his storage space, and he had not touched and sensed it, he himself would never believe that such an outrageous thing could happen in the world.

He did not explain further, but once again, with extreme solemnity and extreme caution, he took out the object wrapped in layers of Restriction runes from his core storage space.

A dark golden tower body, ancient patterns, and an Emperor Might that was restrained yet seemed capable of crushing eternity.

Even though it was sealed by heavy Restrictions, the restrained yet vast Emperor Might of the Supreme Emperor Weapon still made the entire core of the Secret Realm tremble slightly, and Spiritual Qi spontaneously gathered, emitting a joyful hum.

A series of irrepressible exclamations and sounds of gasping for air rang out in the Secret Realm.

"This... eh... hiss...!"

"Holy crap! For real?!"

"It's actually real?"

"Emperor Might! Such pure Emperor Might!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Good stuff! Truly good stuff!"

"Hiss, I can't take it, it's trying to force its way into my body."

"It... it... it, actually took the initiative to recognize me as its master."

"Heaven helps me! Heaven helps our Azure Profound Sect!"

"Put it away quickly. As the foundation of the Sect, you cannot tell anyone!"

"Little Xuan, should we tell him?"

"Don't tell him, lest he gets carried away."

...

After a period of Chaos, the entire Enlightenment Platform finally quieted down a little.

Only the Great Ancestor was still repeatedly trying to communicate and sense it, tireless and enjoying it.

Occasionally, a few sentences drifted from his mouth: "Hey, it came out, it went back in again."

While the Great Ancestor was having the time of his life, there was another fluctuation at the entrance of the Secret Realm.

The Third Old Ancestor walked in with his head drooping, a look of heartache on his face, his robe seemingly stained with some dust.

"Third? You..."

The Great Ancestor saw his appearance, as if his family fortune had been emptied, and his heart skipped a beat.

"What happened to you...?"

"Don't mention it!"

The Third Old Ancestor sat down on a nearby stone stool with a thud, sighing and groaning as if he had suffered a great grievance.

"I was cornered by that brat Wanshan! No matter how I talked, he wouldn't listen! He insisted on taking back all those little items we 'picked up' from the Emperor's Tomb back then! Not a single one could be missing!"

He slapped his thigh, heartbroken: "The most infuriating thing is that the spiked club that has followed me for many years was specifically demanded by him! He said it was to 'see the object and think of the person,' keeping it to remind himself!"

Watching the Third Old Ancestor's genuine look of heartache, the Second Ancestor's mouth twitched. He could probably imagine what a tragic pursuit and demand must have happened outside just now.

He coughed dryly, deciding to skip this topic; after all, they were in the wrong on this matter.

"It's good that you are fine. External objects can be sought again if lost."

The Great Ancestor did not understand what had happened for a moment.

However, seeing that he was fine, he casually comforted him and went back to playing with his Supreme Emperor Weapon.

On Zizhu Peak.

Gu Changge took in all the movements in the Secret Realm, such as the exclamations and gasps of the several ancestors, and the Great Ancestor who could not stop playing, a smile he could not help but show on his face.

At this moment, Xuan Yangzi happened to come out of the Tower of the Tianjiao, and Gu Changge instantly restrained his smile.

"Senior Brother, you said earlier that you picked up a good item over at the Emperor's Tomb?"

Xuan Yangzi slapped his head, suddenly realizing: "Ouch! Look at my memory! Changge, if you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten!"

He rummaged through his Magic Treasure, and after a moment, he carefully took out an object from his storage space.

It was a broken, strange weapon covered in dark red rust, looking like a spear but not a spear, like a spike but not a spike. Its body was pitch black, the broken edges were jagged, and one could faintly see its original ferocious shape.

As soon as it appeared, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and an extremely fierce, tyrannical, and terrifying Evil Qi that seemed to want to slaughter all living beings permeated the area, making even Xuan Yangzi's hand tremble.

Gu Changge's gaze landed on this piece of broken weapon, a glimmer of understanding flashing in his eyes.

It must have been from when Great Emperor Qing Cang suppressed that great ferocious beast; this broken weapon should be a part of his personal fierce weapon, shattered and left behind during that earth-shattering battle back then.

"So it is this item." Gu Changge said indifferently, reaching out and beckoning.

The broken weapon obediently fell into his palm.

At Gu Changge's fingertips, a wisp of Chaos Qi flowed quietly, gently brushing over the broken weapon.

"Hiss——!"

The thick, inseparable Evil Qi on the broken weapon instantly melted and purified like ice and snow under the sun!

Revealing the broken weapon's own material body, dark as nether iron and covered with natural Dao patterns of slaughter.

Not only that, while the Evil Qi dissipated, those Chaos Dao patterns did not stop; instead, they seemed to possess life, completely wrapping and smelting the entire broken weapon!

Finally, it transformed into a three-foot battle halberd with an ancient design, smooth lines, a pitch-black body, and restrained sharpness!