The crowd was stunned by his words.
What could possibly be wrong?
The raw ore had already been split open, and the Universal Stones inside were plainly laid bare before their eyes.
Under such circumstances, what was there to argue about being right or wrong?
The value of the Universal Stones was obvious at a glance. Could the gambling house really keep its eyes open and speak nonsense?
"Move aside."
Yet the masked host had no intention of explaining anything to the crowd. He strode forward, reached out, and seized the cutting blade.
As he circulated his spiritual power, spiritual light once more shimmered across the cutting blade.
The host pressed down heavily. With a crisp crack, the outer shell of the raw ore swiftly shattered.
"This is!"
A sharp gleam suddenly pierced the air and seized everyone's attention.
As the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, the crowd finally looked into the raw ore and saw a tiny iron fragment flickering with white light, trembling softly.
And before that iron fragment, a tiny notch had been forcibly carved into the cutting blade, which had previously split mountains and cleaved rocks without the slightest pause after being infused with spiritual power!
"A treasure left behind by an ancient remnant race!"
A knowledgeable cultivator in the crowd immediately identified its origin.
"It has been refined so perfectly. This is a treasure formed from the corpse of a high-ranking cultivator of the Razor Radiance Tribe after their death."
"Obtaining this would be of immense benefit in comprehending related Dao laws. Even if one does not understand such things, it can be directly reforged into a magical artifact!"
"Unless one is a cultivator whose laws are flawless and whose golden body is without leakage, ordinary cultivators would have no way to block it at