Ye Tian stood with his sword in hand, the interwoven aura of gods and devils around him slowly drawing inward.
The Heavenly Devil Sword became a streak of black light and sank into his body, its edge sharp and overwhelmingly powerful.
The rift his single sword strike had cleaved through the void still had not faded.
That peerless, piercing sword intent still lingered in the air.
Ye Tian lowered his gaze toward what remained after the Soul-Reaping Heavenly Demon's broken body collapsed—something that had not completely vanished.
Instead, it had stubbornly survived the sweeping Chaos Aura!
The broken Netherworld Scythe.
Although the Heavenly Devil Sword had severed it and its demonic light had dimmed.
The two broken pieces still radiated a chilling aura that made the heart tremble.
The ancient Netherworld Runes branded upon them flickered in and out of sight, faintly stirring the Death Law.
This was a genuine True God weapon.
Its material was extraordinary, and it contained netherworld Dao principles refined by the Soul-Reaping Heavenly Demon Race over countless ages.
Even damaged, its value remained immeasurable.
Especially its core soul-severing property.
If used properly, a single sweep of the scythe.
An ordinary Great Emperor Realm cultivator's divine soul would likely be severely wounded before they could even react—or annihilated outright!
Ye Tian reached out, and Chaos Aura formed an invisible hand that drew the two broken scythe fragments toward him.
Chaos light flowed from his fingertips as he gently brushed the broken edges, sensing the lingering spiritual essence of their laws.
"The material is decent, and these netherworld Dao principles have their merits. Reforged in the furnace, this could become a deadly weapon."
He murmured to himself, then put the two broken pieces into his system space.
Naturally, he would not let spoils like these slip away.