"Blood divine bead ..."
He muttered three words, and Li Rui almost instinctively knew its name.
"Blood divine bead? Do you know what this is?"
Wang Lei leaned against the door and looked at him with a serious face.
Li Rui nodded and told Wang Lei everything he saw in the dream.
"Purple and green, blood sea ... From your description, it seems to be the [ life and death disillusionment, dim and bright yin and yang dust formation ] that has been lost for thousands of years. No wonder we couldn't find its origin even after searching through all the ancient books."
Wang Lei let out a sigh of relief and patted Li Rui's shoulder.
"You're lucky to have met an ownerless divine weapon. In the future, you should study it more."
"A divine artifact? How do you know it's ownerless?"
Li Rui asked curiously.
