Frost Lightning

"Eh!"

Ye Xun saw the fragment of a magical treasure as well and could not help but freeze.

At the same time—

A burst of hurried, clamorous voices rang out from an extremely distant place:

"Quick, stop it! That is definitely a fragment of some incredible divine artifact!"

"Chase it!"

Along with the shouts, a group of Escaping Lights came whistling in from afar.

Yet the fragment was exceedingly swift. In the blink of an eye, it shot straight toward Su Yi and the others.

Strictly speaking, it was flying toward Ye Xun!

At that instant, Ye Xun seemed to finally understand. Instinctively, he stretched out a hand.

Whoosh!

The magical treasure fragment immediately fell into Ye Xun's hand like a swallow returning to its nest.

Upon closer inspection, the fragment was silver-white as snow and brimming with spirituality, though faint mottled traces of corrosion had already appeared across its surface.

It spun through Ye Xun's palm, scattering specks of starlike radiance, as though it were thrilled beyond measure.

Ye Xun, too, faintly revealed emotions of excitement, daze, and solace.

"Is this a fragment of the treasure you lost here back then?" Su Yi asked thoughtfully.

Ye Xun nodded repeatedly, his expression tinged with reminiscence. He sighed. "That's right. This was my sword, Frost Lightning. It was unfortunately destroyed during my battle with that jailer. I never imagined that after tens of thousands of years, the fragment Frost Lightning left behind would still remember me..."

Su Yi understood.

Frost Lightning was clearly a "spirit-communing mystic treasure."

In other words, it was an ultimate treasure of the Emperor Realm in the eyes of the world.

Generally speaking, powerful spirit-communing mystic treasures possessed astonishing spirituality. Some even had artifact spirits of their own.

Such treasures could unleash power capable of burning the