Zhao Xianyu now had three treasures.
Thick skin, divination, and a booming voice.
His thick skin meant that his level was high and his HP plentiful. No matter how hard he was hit, he could not be killed.
His booming voice came from his level-30 Divine Edict. With a single shout, everyone within fifty thousand kilometers could hear him.
Finally, there was divination. Level-30 divination was ridiculously powerful, directly helping Zhang Yang kill a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator.
Likewise, consecrating, appraising, and translating items were all incredibly useful.
Take the Azure Cloud Sword Control Art Zhang Yang had obtained earlier. If he had used the Fantasy Village Building Order and the Golden Scales to appraise it, obtaining the complete set would have been impossible. He could only have gotten a fragmentary version.
Therefore, when facing the even harder-to-deal-with Lame Robin, Zhang Yang immediately deployed Zhao's three treasures—ah, one of Zhao Xianyu's three treasures.
With a single divination talisman, demons and ghosts all showed their true forms!
"My lord, this divination is somewhat strange. I need at least fifty units of divinity to handle it."
There was an unusual gravity in Zhao Xianyu's voice. "Could Lame Robin be trying to ambush you, my lord? Shall I cripple him immediately?"
"No need. For Lame Robin to dare make such demands of me, he must have something to rely on. Let's divine first. I want to know what his real trump card is."
"Yes, I understand. But take it easy, my lord. We had five hundred units of divinity, and we've already used seventy. We can't lose even the divinity needed to get home."
Zhao Xianyu began divining. This time, it took extraordinarily long—fully half an hour. Only then did a remarkable talisman paper appear, surrounded by swirling rainbow light, accompanied by Zhao