No matter how fiercely they clamored, it was useless. Under Qin Luo's hand, the Golden Dragon Sword was the first to be refined, followed closely by the Extreme Cold Pagoda.
The Extreme Cold Pagoda still wanted to beg for mercy, still wanted to negotiate, but Fang Qing simply grabbed it and refined it in an instant.
Watching this scene, Xia Zhen was utterly dumbfounded. He watched with his own eyes as the Golden Dragon Sword and the Extreme Cold Pagoda before him became empty shells.
That was right—empty shells.
The Fortune Power contained within them had already been completely absorbed by the Godslayer Sword.
The energy contained inside them had also been drained dry. Now, they could be called nothing more than scrap metal.
"Here, take it. Play with it." Qin Luo casually tossed the Golden Dragon Sword to Xia Zhen.
This Fortune Supreme Treasure of Great Xia landed in Xia Zhen's hands, leaving him somewhat dazed. As the Great Xia Divine Emperor, he could now be said to be even more worthy of the title.
But unfortunately, the Golden Dragon Sword had already become worthless scrap.
The Godslayer Sword's aura continued to rise. Before long, it had reached a level comparable to the Human Emperor Banner. Yet because their properties differed, the Godslayer Sword naturally could not compare to the Human Emperor Banner.
Moreover, Qin Luo had poured the greatest amount of effort into the Human Emperor Banner. It had practically slaughtered every peak powerhouse in this world, using their blood and souls as sacrifices to refine itself into its current grade.
Swish! Qin Luo slashed out with his sword, shattering the secret realm before him.
At that moment, Chen Fan, who was inside the secret realm, sensed an intense feeling of danger. He inwardly cried, Not good!
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