What no one could possibly have imagined was that this little ancestor could even produce God Venerable Weapons!
How outrageous was that!
Perhaps... to supreme God Sovereigns such as the Saint Lord of Thunderclap and the Saint Lord of Eight Desolations, God Venerable Weapons were beneath notice.
But within their own sacred lands, such weapons would absolutely qualify as foundations of their power. They would be stored in the sacred land's treasury under strict guard, only to be brought forth when the sacred land needed them.
Even the top Immortal Forces treated them this way. For ordinary Immortal-Level Forces, a God Venerable Weapon was practically the heavens themselves, a divine treasure kept as their ultimate trump card, something they yearned for even in their dreams.
Yet now... Ye Tian simply took them out without a care, as though he were handling his own toys.
The sight made the surrounding elders' hearts ache, and they cried out inwardly.
Little ancestor, those are God Venerable Weapons! Even God Venerable Realm experts handle them with the utmost care, wishing they could enshrine them in their ancestral grounds.
But you? You just casually take them out and set them aside, as though you're playing with toys?
Ye Tian's actions were utterly unexpected.
This little fellow... seemed never to have followed the ordinary path since his birth.
Seated nearby, Second Elder Ye Wanjie's face flushed red and his cheeks puffed out. He could barely keep himself from laughing.
It was difficult to imagine... that this elder, normally solemn and imposing, with a face as fearsome as an unrivaled fiend, would look so comical now.
Really, he could hardly be blamed. He simply could not help himself.
No one knew better than he did where these Divine Weapons and Treasures had come from.
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