“Throw your Zhanmadao and moon bow into it…”
“Oh.” Qian Jin consciously “put” his Zhanmadao and moon bow into the space, and then the space was suddenly filled with these two weapons. This indicated that it wasn’t his imagination.
“Ok, you can leave them inside.” The old man whispered to Qian Jin, “Let go of your warrior power.”
Qian Jin stopped the warrior power soaring inside him, and the illusory space disappeared. Qian Jin found that the Zhanmadao he was holding in his hand and the moon bow he carried on his back were no longer on him.
“Is this…” Qian Jin looked at his master and asked, “A real space?”
“It is called the warrior dimension, a place owned only by the warriors.” The old man’s face shined with pride as he spoke of the benefits enjoyed by warriors, “It’s different from the mages’ spatial storage item. It doesn’t have a materialized body, but it will accompany warriors and disappear into the void upon the death of its honorable master.”
