The Sky-Spirit Sword had been wielded by successive heads of the Wang Family. It carried their aspirations and revealed their hearts. Its wielder could see through the mortal world and comprehend heaven and earth.
A Daoist Sword Warrior could conquer the world with one sword, without ever leaving home.
The Wang Family's Sky-Spirit Sword was said to be a low-grade magical artifact, capable of slicing through iron like mud. Its wielder received a boost from the sword's own aura, and by absorbing heaven and earth spiritual power, it could amplify their strength severalfold.
Like martial techniques, magical artifacts were divided into four grades: low, mid, high, and supreme. Magical artifacts, however, were far rarer than martial techniques.
Crafting magical artifacts required a great deal of time and materials. Even a low-grade magical artifact was difficult to forge in less than two or three years. The entire Zhou Family possessed only three, and ordinary martial artists did not even know what one looked like.
Even a family as powerful as the Zhou Family owned only three magical artifacts, let alone the Wang Family.
Yet Wang He had still passed this priceless low-grade magical artifact to Wang Shanzhi, showing just how much care he had invested in his son.
Jun Wangchen's gaze settled on the Sky-Spirit Sword in Wang Shanzhi's hand, and he frowned. He could distinctly sense a faint trace of murderous intent.
This sword really was something special.
The appearance of the Sky-Spirit Sword stirred an uproar among the onlookers.
"Holy crap, a low-grade magical artifact?"
"They say magical artifacts can multiply a martial artist's combat strength several times over. Now that Wang Shanzhi has one, Jun Wangchen is finished."
"Isn't the Wang Family going too far? He can't win on his own, so he's using a magical artifact?"