Completely refine the Half-Immortal Artifact Treasure Umbrella...?
Outside the formation, Su Shi'er could not help but freeze when he heard Xuan Jue's explanation.
In an instant, the expression on his face stiffened, and he fell silent.
Daoist Nun Shenwei was already dead, and the Half-Immortal Artifact Treasure Umbrella was hanging overhead, ownerless.
Yet to completely refine such a treasure, ten years—or even a hundred—would hardly be enough.
But given the situation at hand, how could they possibly wait that long?
The thought flashed through his mind. After a brief silence, Su Shi'er slowly raised his head and looked at the Half-Immortal Artifact Treasure Umbrella suspended high above.
The treasure umbrella hung in the air, its firebird artifact spirit appearing and vanishing within it.
The instant his gaze landed on that firebird artifact spirit, Su Shi'er's body jolted violently.
When Xuan Jue had forcibly activated the Half-Immortal Artifact Treasure Umbrella earlier, its artifact spirit had also flickered in and out of sight.
When Su Shi'er saw it then, he had only felt that it looked somewhat familiar.
But seeing it again now, with Xuan Jue's power and the Half-Immortal Artifact Treasure Umbrella's power settling, he felt something entirely different.
It was not merely familiar. He could faintly sense a subtle, elusive connection.
Staring at the Half-Immortal Artifact Treasure Umbrella in the sky, Su Shi'er stood rooted to the spot.
By all rights, he should not have had any connection or entanglement with this Half-Immortal Artifact Treasure Umbrella.
Yet that subtle connection drifted like mist, intangible and hollow, while undeniably real.
His thoughts raced as he recalled every step in the Half-Immortal Artifact Treasure Umbrella's advancement and emergence.
Suddenly.
Su Shi'er's eyes flew wide open.
"Nirvana Sword? This is because of my natal Magical Treasure, the Nirvana Sword!!!"
"The artifact spirit within