Another Divine Weapon, One of Our Own?

Song Zhong had been running for less than two hours when the sky gradually darkened.

Only then did he find a concealed cave and enter it.

Then he began rummaging through the Universe Bags and Universe Rings he had obtained over the past few days.

"Spirit stones? Not bad, I've finally found some spirit stones. I can use them for cultivation.

And this... Why is there so much food and water...?"

"The next one still had no treasures."

Song Zhong searched through several Universe Rings and Universe Bags in succession. The best things he found were merely some spirit stones.

Finally, after opening one Universe Ring, a shield came into view.

It was an extremely ancient—perhaps even dilapidated—shield.

The shield resembled a Tortoise Shell, covered in chaotic cracks. Some were deep, some shallow; they followed no pattern at all, tangled together in a complex web.

Some parts had even been worn so badly that they were blurred beyond recognition.

"A Divine Weapon? Why does it look so battered? With so many marks, it feels like it could burst apart at any moment.

Could it be that it was struck by someone else's Divine Weapon back then and was never repaired?"

Song Zhong felt that this Divine Weapon seemed liable to shatter at any moment.

"Chen Zhidong kept refusing to give me this Universe Ring because of this shield?

It doesn't seem like anything special."

Song Zhong raised his hand and took out the shield. His arm immediately sank.

What a heavy shield.

It was far heavier than any Divine Weapon he had held before.

"As expected, the marks on this Divine Weapon have also been erased. It was probably done by elders of his family so they could use it.

Perfect, it's mine now. So what if it looks a little broken? First, I'll make this Divine Weapon mine."

Song Zhong picked up the Purple Light Blade and lightly cut his palm. Blood flowed out, and immediately afterward, the Purple Light Blade radiated a brilliant glow that was especially dazzling within the cave's darkness.

Song Zhong froze for a moment.

"This... actually makes sense. I was in the Qi Transformation Realm before, so I really hadn't claimed Purple Light."

He felt his spiritual energy surge madly into Purple Light.

The amount of spiritual energy was far greater than when he had claimed the Wishful Mirror-Breaking Rope.

"So Purple Light's tier is much higher than the Wishful Mirror-Breaking Rope's."

For the moment, he could not determine what tier this Divine Weapon was.

Generally, people judged a Divine Weapon's tier based on its aura and the light it emitted.

He had encountered and seen too few Divine Weapons. He lacked the experience to make a judgment.

After claiming Purple Light, while the blood on his hand had yet to dry, he took the opportunity to press his finger onto the shield beneath him.

At once, brown light spread across the shield, which had looked on the verge of breaking and somewhat dim.

It was still the same shield, yet now it gave off an ancient and mysterious feeling.

At the same time, streams of spiritual energy continuously poured into the shield, in amounts far greater than what had entered Purple Light.

Song Zhong was instantly delighted. The more spiritual energy the shield absorbed, the better—it meant the shield was good.

But gradually, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Why hasn't it stopped yet...?"

"No, I'm about to be drained dry..."

"Is this never going to end?"

Finally, just as the spiritual energy in his body was about to run out, the shield's glow finally dimmed, and spiritual energy stopped flowing into it.

"What tier of Divine Weapon is this? My spiritual energy was almost completely exhausted."

Song Zhong decisively gave up on the idea of claiming the Wind Sparrow Wings right now.

That was a Seventh-tier Divine Weapon. Judging by how much spiritual energy this Divine Weapon had absorbed, a Seventh-tier Divine Weapon would probably drain him dry and still be impossible for him to claim.

"And that True Lord of Thunderclap was so stingy too. He didn't even leave behind anything good."

Song Zhong could only begin cultivating the Imperishable Body of Heavenly Thunder first.

Sometimes, he truly could not understand where the lightning inside his body had come from.

It felt as though, after cultivating Instant Eternity, he had become innately gifted in all things lightning. Any lightning-related technique could be mastered with only a little cultivation.

"The nights here are different from the Qi Transformation Realm Sealed Ruins. There's no terrifying lightning here at night.

But there seem to be quite a few Strange Beasts here. I'd better stay here for the night and set off tomorrow."

At the same time, righteous path disciples raced through the darkness.

"What a disgrace! There were so many of us, yet we let a demonic path cultivator take the Dark Prison Thunder Crystal! And he was only at the third level of the Qi Guiding Realm!"

"Chase him! He can't get away!"

"With so many of us, where could he possibly run?"

They pursued him all the way, but even after chasing until dawn, they still failed to find the person they were after.

"It's dawn."

Song Zhong looked at the bright sky outside, then took out a Universe Ring and quickly pulled a set of black clothes from within.

"I'll wear your clothes and see how you find me."

He had killed quite a few demonic path disciples before. Was it not easy to find a demonic path disciple's clothes?

He would put on these clothes and impersonate someone from the demonic path for now.

What if he ran into someone from the righteous path?

Then he could simply unleash Divine Elephant Prison Suppressing. Wouldn't that immediately prove his identity?

After changing clothes, Song Zhong swaggered out of the cave.

He had only taken a few steps and just rounded the foot of a mountain when he saw a figure directly ahead—a disciple wearing the robes of the Hundred Peaks Sect.

For a moment, he was completely stunned.

I'd barely changed into demonic path clothing, and I already ran into someone from the righteous path.

He was even from Song Zhong's own sect.

No, he had to prove his identity quickly.

The other party was also startled upon seeing a demonic path disciple. Then, almost at the same time, the two shouted out together.

"Don't attack, one of our own!"

"Don't attack, one of our own! I'm Nie Kong of the Devouring Thunder Demonic Sect!"

As Song Zhong spoke, he unleashed Divine Elephant Prison Suppressing to prove his identity. A phantom of a divine elephant appeared.

Opposite him, the man calling himself Nie Kong also released the black aura that represented his identity. Waves of Lightning Power emerged around his body.

For a moment, both men froze.

Your aura was wrong!

And you still said you were one of our own!

Song Zhong was truly speechless. Were the people in the Qi Guiding Realm Forbidden Space all this good at playing games?

This guy was from the demonic path, yet he was impersonating someone from the righteous path.

Nie Kong stood stunned for a moment, then swiftly reacted. This was a righteous path cultivator—and crucially, merely a kid at the first level of the Qi Guiding Realm.

A chilling killing intent suddenly surfaced on his face. Kill this brat first!

"Die!"

Nie Kong abruptly drew his blade. The sound of thunder boomed around him as black lightning gathered upon the black longsword.

Black lightning?

Since joining the Hundred Peaks Sect, Song Zhong had seen lightning in three different colors. This was his first time seeing black lightning.

The next moment, Nie Kong swung his blade down. Black lightning shot out from the longsword, like an electric net that enveloped Song Zhong entirely before crashing down from above.

Almost at the same time, streaks of purple lightning gathered around Song Zhong's body, crackling as though a purple gauze robe had been draped over him.

Imperishable Body of Heavenly Thunder!