Return, the Target of All

The spirit of the Creation Origin Armor?

Wu Yuan was speechless. In truth, earlier, when the young man in green had forbidden his dharma body from entering, he had felt somewhat displeased.

He had never expected that, in the blink of an eye, the other party would be calling him Master. Fate was truly hard to fathom.

"Wu Yuan, watch." The White-robed Woman stood in the void. Suddenly, she pointed into the distance. The void trembled faintly, and a suit of green armor slowly took shape. A vast, surging aura spread out, faintly suppressing the surrounding space.

"Profound Yellow Dao Treasure."

"It really is a Profound Yellow Dao Treasure." Wu Yuan stared at it, eyes wide.

Long ago, before the Tenth Ruin Realm appeared, his dharma-body source had ventured to that mysterious place in the Depths of the Domain Sea, hoping to retrieve the Reincarnation Sword.

But the Reincarnation Sword's power was far too terrifying. With Wu Yuan's strength at the time, he could barely establish ownership, but wielding it was extremely difficult. He could not conceal its aura at all.

So in the end, Wu Yuan had chosen to give up and leave the Reincarnation Sword where it was, intending to retrieve it after he had reached the Saintly level.

For that reason, Wu Yuan was very familiar with the aura contained in Profound Yellow Dao Treasures.

"Judging by its appearance, it resembles the Creation Holy Robe. It seems like a single piece, but in truth, it covers the entire body." Wu Yuan studied the green armor.

If the Reincarnation Sword spanned endless space and time with boundless sharpness, shattering layer upon layer of the void even without unleashing its power,

then

the Creation Origin Armor was weighty and solid. Floating in the void now, it seemed like a