His thoughts turned toward the worst possibility: could the white pillar of light be a trap?
But recalling that he had encountered no underhanded tricks since entering the Purple Star Abode, Liu Yu was more inclined to believe it offered a way to withdraw midway rather than being a trap.
Judging by the various signs, the abode's master did not seem like someone who had harbored resentment toward young cultivators before dying.
Although the challenges on these three floors had been rather difficult, they still leaned more toward trials.
After all, if there truly were priceless treasures here, how could ordinary cultivators shoulder their weight?
With that thought, Liu Yu felt considerably reassured. His gaze shifted to the small bronze box inside the golden pillar of light.
He was rather looking forward to it, hoping to obtain an ancient treasure he could use.
As before, he used the Setting Sun Golden Rainbow Spear to retrieve the small bronze box, then opened it from a distance.
Crack.
Only after confirming there was no danger did Liu Yu approach and behold the true face of its contents.
A Purple Cloak lay inside the small bronze box.
Spiritual light occasionally flowed over the palm-sized cape, making it look anything but ordinary.
An image of a lightning falcon was also imprinted on its surface, vivid and lifelike.
A cape.
Liu Yu's eyes flickered as he picked up the Purple Cloak to examine it.
Although lightning falcons have relatively weak demonic bodies, their offensive abilities rank among the finest of those with spirit demon bloodlines. Their flight speed is even a notch above heavenfrost eagles of the same tier.
This treasure is of excellent quality. It seems to have been refined from the feathers of a fourth-tier lightning falcon. Its flight speed must be extraordinary.