The dark gold puppet lay quietly at the bottom of the torrent, like the remains of an ancient deity forgotten by time.
The moment Lin Langtian's senses touched its shell, fragments of cold, tyrannical, unyielding intent stabbed toward him like icy needles.
That intent was incomplete and possessed no spiritual intelligence. Only the purest battle instinct and obsession with guarding remained, yet they had not dispersed even after the washing of ten thousand years.
What stirred Lin Langtian even more was the faint yet homologous Primordial Aura wrapped around its core. It was producing an extremely subtle resonance with the Primordial Demonic Talisman deep within his sea of qi.
"Primordial War Puppet..." Lin Langtian's heart turned solemn.
This thing was definitely not something the Treasure Beast could have forged. It seemed more likely to have come from some lost primordial ruin and fallen into the lake by chance. Because of its special material and concealed power, it had not been fully absorbed or valued by the Treasure Beast, and had thus remained dormant here.
Above him, three Quasi-Saint Artifacts shone brilliantly, their allure close at hand.
Yet Lin Langtian hesitated for only an instant before his gaze became completely resolute.
Though Quasi-Saint Artifacts were good, they were ultimately external objects. Besides, he already possessed a genuine Saint Artifact, the Qiankun Demon Suppressing Pagoda.
This Primordial War Puppet, however, not only seemed to possess an extremely high foundation, but also shared the same origin as his Primordial Demonic Talisman. If he could subdue it, it might display unimaginable power.
"It'll be you."
His body moved. He no longer looked at the three glowing spheres, and Spiritual Power surged within him. Turning into a streak of light, he swam against the Artifact Torrent and charged straight toward the bottom.
The farther down