Liu Ming felt the abundant spiritual power in his sea of consciousness and sat up. With a surge of mana, he shook off the dust on his clothes and rubbed the still faintly aching spot between his eyebrows.
After resting for a brief moment, he waved his hand, and a fiery red ring along with an aqua-blue command flag appeared in his grasp.
He had yet to take a good look at these two nascent magic artifacts since extracting them from the beast's belly, and as the upper realm ruins would likely become increasingly dangerous, it was essential to bolster his strength right now.
These two items, like the Bitter Wheel Sword, were the mainstay artifacts of the Four Directions Qing Luo Formation, and should be treasure of the same caliber. However, they were clearly not as handy as the Bitter Wheel Sword.
Nevertheless, simply refining them a bit and unleashing them in the face of powerful foes as a means of defense was not a bad option.
