Give it a try!
The Godslayer Saber had already made up his mind.
He knew very well.
He had only reached where he was today because he had followed Qin Shujian and received the blessings of this reincarnated Dao Fruit.
Otherwise.
Never mind becoming a Seven-Calamity Ancestral Weapon—whether he could even survive his fifth calamity would have been questionable.
To put it plainly, Qin Shujian was one of those people of immense fortune spoken of in legends.
No.
He should have been even more formidable than someone of immense fortune.
Following him brought opportunities the Godslayer Saber had never dared imagine, though those opportunities also came with certain risks.
But—
The Godslayer Saber still wanted to take a gamble.
Before breaking through to become a Seven-Calamity Ancestral Weapon, he had not thought so far ahead. But now that he had, he did not want to give up any future chance of reaching eight or nine calamities.
In truth.
Those who could become Ancestral Weapons had never been the sort to cling to life and fear death.
An Ancestral Weapon was the embodiment of a race's collective faith, an unrivaled Supreme Treasure that protected its people.
If even such a Supreme Treasure feared death, what right would it have to protect a race?
Therefore.
There was no fear in the Godslayer Saber's heart.
The only reason he had not undergone Tribulation Transcendence was that he had no confidence in surviving. There was no point in recklessly attempting something that meant certain death.
Rather than perish in the Heavenly Tribulation.
He might as well wait for the Demon Abyss to arrive, kill a few fiends, and then perish beneath the Heavenly Tribulation.
That way.
At least his death would have been worthwhile.
But now, the Godslayer Saber no longer thought that way.