"An Innate Dao Artifact... To think such a stroke of fortune would exist in the lower realm."
At this moment, Xuan Zhongtian was replaying, over and over in his mind, the final image his avatar had sent back before perishing.
That streak of sword light had spanned the void, as though it could sever everything in the world.
Though the sensation had been exceedingly vague, Xuan Zhongtian was certain that the sword light his avatar had seen had come from the legendary Innate Dao Artifact.
"Though I do not know where this boy obtained it, this treasure is fated with me. It will ultimately fall into my hands."
In truth, he had always harbored doubts regarding the existence of Innate Dao Artifacts.
After all, the incomplete ancient texts were filled with absurd claims.
Born alongside a realm, without a spirit yet bearing a Dao Track.
Xuan Zhongtian had never believed from the bottom of his heart that such a thing existed.
Yet after his avatar had personally experienced the might of the Great White Sword Pellet, he finally understood just how outrageously wrong he had been.
Xuan Zhongtian could still tell whether a treasure possessed a spirit.
If that were all, he naturally would not have connected it to an Innate Dao Artifact.
At most, he would have regarded it as some ordinary treasure of a special kind.
However, beyond that, he could also sense that within the Great White Sword Pellet lay one—and only one—Dao Track Projection.
This was a judgment born of instinct.
But only when the Great White Sword Pellet came down did Xuan Zhongtian realize that the power of the Dao Track Projection within it was abnormally strong.
After his true body analyzed it, he reached an astonishing conclusion as well.
What he had seen was