To be honest, Hao Ren was not very interested in the origin of the Black Sword Knights or the Transformation Ritual itself. The main reason he had come here was a signal detected by the Data Terminal.
The Sacred Armory had been emitting regular pulses all along. The signal was brief and repetitive, but it had a subtle match with another signal—the mysterious pulse Nolan had collected from Earth's core.
After entering the Sacred Armory, the signal sensed by the Data Terminal became much clearer. It had now begun locking onto the signal's original source.
The greatest impression this abandoned first-generation Sacred Armory gave was its emptiness. The 770,000 mechanical swords once stored here, along with their vast array of supporting equipment, had all been moved south. All that remained were dizzyingly vast empty spaces and countless neatly arranged platforms and racks. At the center of the Sacred Armory, the lift platform connected to a cross-shaped long bridge. The bridge extended in four directions. Countless neatly arranged sword stands could be seen along two of them, while the other two led respectively to the server area and the "Soul Infusion Workshop," where soul infusion operations had been carried out. After a careful scan by the Data Terminal, it finally confirmed that the signal was coming from a corner of the Soul Infusion Workshop.
Hao Ren pointed in that direction. "Can we go take a look over there?"
"Of course. Feel free to look around." Constance nodded indifferently. "It's just that most of the equipment here has already been moved. There isn't much of value left."
Hao Ren smiled without saying anything. Guided by the Data Terminal, he arrived at the Soul Infusion Workshop. This was probably the place that had been cleared out most thoroughly. Nearly ninety-nine percent of the