Wan Jun's figure scattered, turning into a ray of light that slipped into Su Hao's body.
"She..."
The Essence-Devouring Divine Turtle grabbed at empty air. Both envious and jealous, it stared at Su Hao. "You brat, what heaven-defying fortune! Hurry up, let me see that divine weapon."
"You may only look, not touch. She doesn't like others touching her."
As Su Hao spoke, he extended his right hand and curled it upward. Golden light surged within him, and a majestic longsword entwined with dragon patterns manifested in his palm. "This sword is called Dragon Palace."
"Th-this-this..." The Essence-Devouring Divine Turtle leaned in close and said excitedly, "This is a creation immortal artifact! A treasure on the same level as the Buddhist Palace's All Beings Eternal Heavenly Treasure Wheel! Every creation immortal artifact is one of a kind, its power unfathomable!"
"Wan Jun, come out. This old fellow is merely delighted at the sight of a fine weapon; he means no harm."
Su Hao spoke softly.
Only then did Wan Jun reluctantly manifest again. Hiding behind Su Hao, she wrinkled her nose and said, "You're not allowed to touch this sword."
"Yes, yes."
The Essence-Devouring Divine Turtle sighed repeatedly, unable to understand how something so close at hand had recognized Su Hao as its master.
"Put it away. No need to introduce it to me. The more I know, the more jealous I'll become—nothing but needless vexation." The Essence-Devouring Divine Turtle waved a hand, forcibly suppressing its curiosity. It wanted to know what was special about this immortal artifact, yet did not dare face the answer.
No matter what power it possessed, with Su Hao holding it, he already had the qualifications to seriously injure it.
Of course, qualifications were all they were. If he couldn't win, couldn't he still flee?