"Looks like you've all found the scripture of the Pure Yang Sword Dao. Even I never expected that the scripture of the Pure Yang Sword Dao would turn out to be a special sea beast beneath the ocean."
Ronan wore Ghost Armor, sinister ghostly qi coiling around his entire body. He turned to Mu Qing and Fang Ming, letting out a sigh of amazement as well.
He was among the earliest batch to enter the seventh level of this altar, yet he had only found the Pure Yang Sword Dao scripture now.
Mu Qing and Fang Ming were both stunned at his words. They exchanged a glance, their expressions strange.
"The Pure Yang Sword Dao scripture we found was a Stone Sword statue, located within some ruins."
Mu Qing found it rather odd. The Pure Yang Sword Dao scripture Ronan had found seemed different from theirs.
After hearing their description, Ronan also found it strange.
"That's odd. The Pure Yang Sword Dao scripture I found was a special sea fish in the depths of the ocean. It was shaped like a divine sword, incredibly fast, and covered all over in inscribed scripture."
Ronan stroked his chin. "It seems that every object carrying the Pure Yang Sword Dao scripture is different." Having said that, his expression grew grave again. He said in a deep voice, "Let's enter the eighth level of the altar first. Earlier, I discovered that those ghosts, the Nine-Infant Bird race, and the Ghost Dragon race had entered the eighth level ahead of us."
Mu Qing was somewhat taken aback. "Those low-intelligence creatures can comprehend the Pure Yang Sword Dao?" Even ordinary Ruler-level experts would find it harder than climbing to heaven to grasp even the barest scrap of the Pure Yang Sword Dao, let alone the three