"The weapon is named Tyrant Blade, an Ancient Weapon," Frost Desolation said coldly, seemingly discerning the thoughts in Wang Dadong's heart.
Ancient Weapon!
Wang Dadong's pupils narrowed slightly.
Legends said that the Martial Way had its most flourishing era during ancient times. The martial artists of today, compared to those from the ancient times, were simply like infants.
Even the weaker ancient martial artists could easily kill a Saint. The outstanding ones among them could even split mountains and divert rivers, terrifyingly powerful.
However, for unknown reasons, those terrifyingly powerful ancient martial artists had suddenly disappeared completely, as if they had never existed, leaving behind only a few ancient weapons.
Although these weapons were no longer as powerful as they once were, in an era where powerful martial artists were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, they could still be called divine weapons!
