Su Mo did not dwell on it. It was better that it had not spread; it would not affect him.
"Ling Shang, come into my Spatial Treasure Artifact. I have a great gift for you," Su Mo said gravely.
"What great gift?" Ling Shang asked doubtfully.
"You'll know once you come in!"
Su Mo smiled faintly. Then, with his will enveloping Ling Shang, he brought her into the Spatial Treasure Artifact when she offered no resistance.
It was a spatial ring, vast within. The land was lush and green, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Qian Xun Yue's coffin was stored within this Spatial Treasure Artifact.
On the grassland, Su Mo and Ling Shang stood facing each other.
"What gift?" Ling Shang fixed her gaze on Su Mo, a hint of curiosity appearing on her peerlessly beautiful face.
Su Mo's mysterious manner could not help but stir her curiosity as well.
"Look!" Su Mo smiled slightly, and with a thought, dazzling silver light rose from his body.
Then, a great silver Sword Primordial Spirit rose from within him.
The silver greatsword radiated a chilling sharpness. Although it could not compare to the Myriad Transformations Divine Sword, it still far surpassed ordinary Sword-type Nascent Souls.
This Primordial Spirit was naturally one Su Mo had devoured before. Its former owner's soul had long since vanished.
"This is...?" Ling Shang was puzzled at the sight. This Primordial Spirit clearly did not belong to Su Mo; it was ownerless.
Using Qingxuan's memories, Ling Shang knew that Su Mo's Martial Soul back then possessed devouring power, but she was not clear on its exact abilities.
"This Primordial Spirit is for you!" Su Mo gazed solemnly into Ling Shang's limpid eyes.
"For me?"
Ling Shang's delicate body immediately trembled. She stared at Su Mo