"Divine artifact?"
"That was a divine artifact left behind by the Ancient God, an ordinary-looking Peeling Knife. When the Ancient One attempted to create life, it used it as a tool to refine the outward appearances of its creations. Yes, it was a tool the Creator had once used while creating all races, capable of affecting the skin of any living being.
The artifact still possessed tremendous power in that era. Even though ninety-nine percent of its power had already faded compared to the early Mythical Epoch, it remained incomparably terrifying.
The Skin Crafters used it to deal with me, and in that era, they drew some of my other mortal enemies to their side. But I also brought in the enemies of the Skin Object Hall. So, amid the stalemate, we signed an agreement: I would no longer approach the hall, and my skin was taken away by them."
Ancient myths were like ancient poems, except this poem was not beautiful in the slightest.
"This story makes it sound as though you lost completely. No, that can't be right. The [Skin Object Hall] gained such enormous benefits—what did you gain back then?"
Holding Wei Ge, Shade asked. The smile on Desire's face bloomed like a flower:
"You really do understand me—I obtained the divine artifact in the Skin Crafters' hands."
Shade was not surprised at all. Instead, he felt that this was how it should be:
"You—"
"Unfortunately, that was a very, very long time ago. The artifact's power irreversibly faded, and in this age it has nearly lost all its power, leaving behind only an empty shell. Once the artifact lost its power, the agreement naturally lost part of its binding force as well. That is why I can once again make plans around the hall."
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