Ji Ning felt a surge of joy in his heart.
World God Northrest had spent a tremendous amount of effort to train a proper successor. The things he had prepared for this successor would no doubt be much better than the items he had left behind on Moonfall Island.
"The most precious item within all of Undermoon Lake is the item which master was able to rely upon in order to escape, despite being surrounded, assaulted, and wounded so badly that only a shred of his soul remained. It is this sword." The golden-armored warlady pointed at the slender, terribly damaged blood-colored sword. Ning was stunned; this was it? This broken-looking sword?
Even if it was powerful in the past, it was completely ruined now.
"Don't underestimate it. Don't be deceived by its bad condition." The golden-armored warlady sneered, "Not all the treasures in your Three Realms combined would be as valuable as this 'badly damaged sword' in front of you."
