Li Yue stood at the edge of the Azure Cloud Ultimate Dao Mountain, staring dumbfounded at the broken saber that had struck it.
Had the Azure Cloud Ultimate Dao Mountain not been there,
he would probably have been hacked into scraps by that broken saber!
Though broken, it was still a saber of the third Transcendence realm!
Its terrifying power far exceeded anything a being below Transcendence-grade could imagine!
It could be said that—
any being below Transcendence-grade struck by it would have absolutely no chance of survival!
"There's something like this in the Three Thousand Dimensions?"
"This is what Gray Valley meant by 'should probably, possibly, more or less be fine'?"
He still felt a lingering dread.
Was the Cloud Dream Fruit's "utterly abysmal luck" this terrifying?
He had only taken it thirty years ago, and it had already drawn such a terrifying strike?
At this point,
he was beginning to believe Gray Valley's story about a Transcender who had died from bad luck after taking a Cloud Dream Fruit.
This Cloud Dream Fruit truly was a supreme treasure of misfortune!
Could the alchemy Grand Martial Master who had developed it have cultivated the Misfortune Origin Great Dao?
"But fortune rests upon misfortune..."
A peculiar expression crossed his face.
A broken saber of the third Transcendence realm had simply been delivered right before him?
Though it was not an intact third Transcendence realm artifact like the Azure Cloud Ultimate Dao Mountain, it was still precious beyond measure!
He reached out and took it down.
Nothing unusual could be seen on the surface of the broken saber. It looked like an utterly ordinary rusty iron saber, dark and dingy.
In the mortal world, it would certainly have been the sort of junk left gathering dust in a minor sect's storeroom.