When the crowd saw the giant gate, they had not held out much hope to begin with.
When they saw the chaotic scene within, their interest waned even further.
Some even felt anger at having been toyed with.
If they did not wish to open the armory, then they need not have opened it. No one had demanded it in the first place.
But using the pretense of opening it only to fool them with a pile of junk was simply inappropriate.
Yet in the next moment,
they discovered something extraordinary.
The sabers, spears, swords, and halberds that looked like discarded rubbish on the ground all emanated profound and terrifying auras.
Divine weapons possessed spirits.
Under the suppression of so many terrifying divine weapons, the bonded weapons carried by everyone began trembling one after another. After trembling, they fell silent.
Like lively children who had just encountered something terrifying and immediately tucked their heads away.
For a moment, the crowd that had been indifferent only moments ago stared wide-eyed, drawing sharp breaths through their teeth.
Whether they were sect masters, reclusive experts, leaders of the Demon Realm, or lords of planets, not one of them remained composed.
At that moment,
they were like country bumpkins entering a city for the first time.
They swore that in all their lives, they had never seen so many divine weapons and treasures.
"Th-this... this, this, this—I'm not seeing things, am I?" An expert rubbed his eyes, utterly devoid of the lofty bearing he had displayed earlier.
"Yes! Every divine weapon here is no worse than my bonded weapon."
"Look at that axe..."
"And that sword..."
Cries of astonishment rose without end.
Seeing this, Lu Dasheng, Lu Qingshan, and the others merely smiled faintly.
They had long expected such a reaction from these people.