"Little brother, do you have a weapon that suits your hand?"
Li Jinhuang could not help but ask.
There was no helping it—the Human Race was simply too poor right now. Even in this primordial era, Dao artifacts were immensely precious, the accumulated foundations of every race.
They had practically conquered the entire Star River Cosmos, yet they had only looted a mere few Dao artifacts.
But he was completely unable to wield those few Dao artifacts.
"Take it."
Ye Lin's gaze narrowed slightly. With a flick of his wrist, the Human Emperor Sword around his wrist slowly flew into Li Jinhuang's hand.
The Human Emperor Sword then trembled violently before Li Jinhuang, its blade letting out piercing cries.
"Thank you."
As he looked at the sword, an oddly familiar feeling rose within Li Jinhuang.
But now was not the time to pursue such matters. Gripping the Human Emperor Sword, he stepped through the void and advanced.
Ye Lin merely folded his arms and watched in silence.
Human Emperor Sword—though it had acknowledged him as its master, in the end, it still could not forget the Human Emperor.
What a scumbag sword.
"Impudence."
The Heavenly Emperor roared. With a clap of his hand, the Dao artifacts above erupted with incomparably resplendent light.
At the same time, one Dao artifact after another rose from within the Human Race army.
Yet the next moment, the Dao artifacts flying up from the Human Race's position let out mournful cries and fell back down.
This left the Human Race's experts utterly dumbfounded.
But Ye Lin saw through it.
Those Dao artifacts held by the Human Race had all been seized in battle. These Human Race experts simply could not bring out their true power.
What was more, the Dao artifacts the Human Race had