Above the heavens, the sword-shadow pressure belonging to the Redflame Sword slowly faded.
Jiang Lu stared blankly up at the Divine Weapon Ranking suspended high in the nine heavens, undisguised shock churning in her eyes.
The Acquired Spirit Treasures that cultivators of the Immortal Cultivation Realm usually flocked to and fought until their heads bled over were everywhere on this ranking. Precious supreme treasures had become as cheap as cabbages one could pluck from the roadside.
She subconsciously raised a hand to stroke Qianming, a trace of melancholy passing through her heart.
Her natal sword, Qianming, was still only a top-grade spirit artifact even now. It remained separated from the realm of spirit treasures by a heavenly chasm, with no end in sight. Who knew how many opportunities and trials it would need to undergo before completing its transformation?
As she was sighing inwardly, a warm disturbance suddenly came from the depths of her Sea of Consciousness.
A bad feeling abruptly rose within Jiang Lu. With a thought, she hurriedly sank her Divine Sense into the space. The instant she saw the scene within, her expression changed dramatically.
She had actually forgotten about the Myriad Souls Banner!
At the center of the space, the banner floated in midair, its entire body wreathed in endlessly flowing brilliant golden light. Gentle yet weighty halos of merit spread outward layer upon layer.
Jiang Lu's heart sank heavily.
No, it could no longer be called the Myriad Souls Banner—it was now the Divine Soul Banner.
She had been busy studying these past few months and had not paid attention to the scene inside the space for a long time. She had forgotten that the banner had been absorbing soul power within it.
A faint, barely perceptible thread of Spirit Sense gently brushed against her