The Summoning!

The Black Market.

Some people spread the Seven Divine Scriptures out before them, poring over the pages as they pondered.

Some gathered together, exchanging information.

Some melted into the darkness and quietly slipped away.

The Black Market was growing emptier by the minute.

A professional sensed something was off and looked up. "Huh? Why does it feel like there are a lot fewer people?"

The person beside him was studying the scriptures intently and didn't even look up. "They've already found all the prophecy verses and figured out where the maze is. They're probably on their way there now."

The man turned pale. "Does that mean we've already missed our chance?"

His companion said, "Not necessarily. It's a maze set up by a god, after all. Getting an artifact won't be easy. Enough talk—let's hurry and find the prophecy verses."

The maze's door swung open.

Rows of statues stood along both sides of the long corridor, each clutching a weapon.

At the center of the corridor stood a colossal statue.

It depicted a giant clad from head to toe in battle armor.

He held a massive battle-axe aloft, as if about to strike someone.

Though no one wielded the axe, several afterimages spun around its blade, slicing the surrounding air into streaks of black.

"That's a soul weapon."

Xiao Xi pointed at the axe for Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan nodded.

He suddenly recalled the soul weapon Lola had once produced as payment for Li An in Trist's Treasured World.

Back then, Li An had worried that Gu Qingshan might not understand the situation, so she had gone out of her way to explain just how valuable soul weapons were.

Soul weapons possessed all kinds of incredible powers. The stronger their wielder, the greater the power they could unleash.

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