At the sound of a slightly deep voice, a streak of azure light suddenly flew from Zhang Zhichong's sleeve.
With a clang, it gave off a crisp, tinkling ring, slicing out piercing soundwaves that flooded into everyone's ears.
Its form was difficult to discern, its entire body shrouded in a halo of light.
Like an incomparably nimble azure serpent, it surged up and down around Zhang Zhichong, circling without end.
At the same time, strands of fierce, razor-sharp energy burst from the azure serpent's phantom light, venting wildly.
They shredded the ground around Zhang Zhichong into a scattered mess, as though it had just been ravaged by a typhoon.
Waves of berserk vital energy, like a howling gale, spread outward. Clearly, the emergence of a divine weapon had stirred signs even in heaven and earth.
"Divine weapon!"
Zhang Zhichong's voice was not low, and many heard him. Those who had originally been cowed by Meng Zhao's tyrannical martial arts instantly pricked up their ears, their gazes burning as they looked toward the azure serpent dancing through the air.
Divine weapons were one of the great pillars of power in this martial world. They had accompanied generation after generation of supreme divine figures, leaving behind matchless fame and becoming legends branded upon the river of time, eternal and undying.
Emperor Yu's Nine Tripods, the Ancestral Dragon's Imperial Seal, Liu Bang's Red Sky Sword, the Song Ancestor's Coiling Dragon Staff, and other supreme human-path divine artifacts were all intimately linked to the great fortune of humanity. Whoever found even one of them would possess the potential to contend for the world, become a Human Emperor, and stand shoulder to shoulder with the ancient sovereigns and kings.
Even if they were not Supreme Divine Artifacts, Heavenly Tier Divine Weapons and Earth-tier Divine Weapons