Even a Divine Being who had accumulated power for centuries could no longer upgrade the space!
Romon sensed the aura within the space and gave a wry smile.
Fifty million mu amounted to thirty-three thousand square kilometers, while all of Switzerland covered only a little over forty thousand. A space this vast was certainly more than one Divine Being could fill.
The next step would be one hundred million mu.
After reflecting for a moment, Romon turned his attention to the Sacred Sword.
This Sacred Sword appeared to be a Divine Artifact.
With that thought, Romon immediately walked over and picked it up. Remembering the complicated situation outside, he did not linger in the space, but quickly left the Shennong Horn Space.
In the outside world, Romon stood within a protective barrier in a secluded spot on the ground. His eyes snapped open, and a Sacred Sword appeared in his right hand.
He glanced down at the Sacred Sword and found no name inscribed on it. His grip tightened.
"As expected, this Sacred Sword is a Divine Artifact!" As soon as he gripped it firmly, a sacred and powerful aura surged into his palm.
The power was immense. Had Romon not possessed Divinity himself, he could never have withstood it.
Suddenly, Romon recalled the legends concerning Divine Artifacts.
A Divine Artifact was, by definition, a weapon wielded by a god.
Divine Artifacts inevitably endangered their wielders and could very well inflict fatal injuries. Such harm was irreversible; even Wishcraft and greater powers could not undo the damage caused by a Divine Artifact.
This was not something the gods did deliberately. The Divine Power contained within an artifact simply far exceeded what mortals could withstand. Frequent proximity would inevitably expose them to its corrosive power.
In theory, one had to be