The Weaving Heaven Needle's divine might was unmatched. Had Zhi Fei not relied on this treasure, Lu Ye would have long had the chance to cut her down beneath his saber.
The value of such a treasure was naturally beyond comparison with Hongtu's pair of gauntlets. Lu Ye could completely devour it and bear the corresponding Talent Tree fruit.
That way, he would have another killing move when facing enemies in the future.
Leaving it inside the Tower of Time was no long-term solution. It was best to deal with it as soon as possible. Moreover, Lu Ye dearly wanted to know how this Supreme Treasure had been refined and controlled by Zhi Fei despite retaining its intelligence.
Under normal circumstances, this should have been absolutely impossible.
With a thought, Lu Ye took the Weaving Heaven Needle out of the Tower of Time.
At first glance, this treasure was unremarkable—a golden needle no longer than a finger. Yet its power of annihilation was the strongest Lu Ye had encountered to date.
Looking across the universe, perhaps only the Divination Tribe's clan-defending treasure could resist it. But the Divination Tribe's clan-defending treasure had been passed down through generations, nurtured by the Divination Tribe over countless tens of thousands of years. It was itself indestructible. In terms of grade alone, it even slightly surpassed Lu Ye's Crag Mountain Saber.
It was only natural for such a defensive treasure to restrain the Weaving Heaven Needle.
With the Weaving Heaven Needle in hand, there was no unusual reaction.
Before her death, Zhi Fei had left some of her power within this treasure. The treasure had actually followed Zhi Fei's wishes and erupted in a sneak attack. Had Lu Ye not noticed in time, he might truly have suffered a grave loss.
From this alone,