Thirteen Heavens.
Bai Yujing held the Dragon King Token, rubbing it between his fingers for quite a while before returning it to Gao Xian.
"The Dragon King Token—the divine artifact the Dragon King used to command all dragons in the Primordial Epoch."
Bai Yujing spoke with some emotion. "To obtain the Dragon King Token at the end of an epoch, you truly have no small measure of fortune."
Gao Xian smiled. "It wasn't purely fortune. More importantly, all living beings have gathered in this realm, so divine artifacts and sacred treasures naturally gathered here as well."
Eighth-rank powerhouses had all lived for hundreds of thousands of years and possessed peerless divine abilities. Naturally, they held all manner of powerful divine artifacts and sacred treasures.
Kill any eighth-rank cultivator at random, and there would surely be enormous gains.
Of course, the most important thing was having the ability to kill an eighth-rank powerhouse. Before Sister Bai, Gao Xian ultimately felt too embarrassed to say such things outright.
Yet Bai Yujing understood what Gao Xian meant. She smiled as well. "Your abilities truly are formidable, to actually pierce through the Dragon King Token!"
As she spoke, she gave Gao Xian a deep look. Gao Xian lowered his head and cupped his hands, his face full of humble deference. "A fluke, a fluke."
No matter how much Gao Xian trusted Sister Bai, he would never voluntarily tell her about the Myriad Calamity Yin Talisman Spear. This divine artifact had been born innately. Let alone Sister Bai, even the divine lords and Buddha ancestors above the Nine Heavens might not know its origins.
With the Myriad Calamity Yin Talisman Spear in hand, Gao Xian had gained several more measures of confidence.
That was simply his nature. Whenever he got something good, he always liked