Stepping onto the Sixth Floor, Xiao Han found himself surrounded by weapons. There were especially many hammers. Every single weapon was engraved with runes. This indicated that none of them were ordinary.
Unfortunately, perhaps because no one had maintained them for a long time, or for some other reason, although these weapons were forged from meteoric iron and were treasures among martial artists—Dao Tools, weapons containing Dao essence—their radiance had already faded away. They could be called nothing more than a pile of scrap metal.
From lowest to highest, weapons were divided into: Mortal Equipment, Magic Tools, Spirit Tools (possessing intelligence), Dao Tools (initially grasping the mysteries of heaven and Earth, containing Dao essence), Divine Tools, and Super Divine Tools.
Although there were many weapons on the Sixth Floor, they were all worthless junk. Only at the center of the Sixth Floor sat a Brocade Box. The box was three meters long and gave off an ancient, rustic aura. More importantly, it was covered in some kind of runes.
Xiao Han knew a little about runes. Looking at those on the box, they seemed to be suppressing the treasure within the Brocade Box.
"Damn it, this time, it better not be junk again!" Xiao Han prayed inwardly.
This trip to the Treasure Pavilion had brought Xiao Han no benefits at all.
With an uneasy heart, Xiao Han slowly opened the Brocade Box.
This time, it truly did not disappoint him.
The moment the Brocade Box opened, a brilliant light flared up. The light condensed into a Flying Sword, which automatically flew out of the box.
As soon as the Flying Sword emerged, it immediately tried to break free and flee outside.
"Trying to run? It won't be that easy!"
Xiao Han formed hand seals with his fingers. The Faith Power