Chen Lin was very pleased with the Golden Light Saber's power.
His only regret was that the saber was broken, after all. Although the golden saber it condensed seemed almost tangible, it had not become truly solid. After an attack, it could only leave behind points of light, and they would not last very long.
By comparison, it fell somewhere between spirit-transforming and spirit-condensing.
The Lingyu Flowers condensed by Qiu Daoli's Rainbow Fan, for instance, had endured for thousands of years without dissipating. Although a formation had sustained them, that was still enough to prove their power.
Still, this level of power was sufficient for now. If it really were an intact Spirit-Condensing Grade Spirit Treasure, his current mana would not be enough to wield it.
With that thought, Chen Lin looked toward the rift and activated the Golden Light Saber.
The broken saber immediately let out a tremor. As if they had received an order, all the golden points of light at the Great Rift flew back and sank into the blade.
He nodded in satisfaction.
Spirit-Condensing Grade Spirit Treasures could condense clones, but not without limit. Each condensation consumed a great deal of the original treasure's energy. Although that energy could regenerate, it needed time.
The stronger the spiritual body it condensed, the greater the drain on the original treasure, so this ability had to be used with care.
Chen Lin put away the Golden Light Saber and tested the Black Flying Sword and Qingxuan Armor. Both could be activated normally as well.
He grew even more satisfied.
Together with the Xuantian Seal, the quality of his Spirit Treasures had risen once again, greatly increasing his strength.
"Sir, is there any news of my grandfather?"
Seeing that Chen Lin had finished his tests, the two sisters, who had