"What is that thing-why is it giving off such brilliant light?" someone asked, his gaze dazed.
"It feels like there's some kind of heart-chilling power in it. Strange."
"Let's go take a look!"
Unable to restrain themselves, some people darted straight toward the stall where Yun Mo and the others stood, eager to find out what was happening.
"Gulp-"
Before Yun Mo's stall, the onlookers swallowed as they stared at the treasure inside the mystic stone.
The stallholder beside them was dumbfounded too. He had only wanted to squeeze a little more profit out of this mystic stone. How could it have yielded something he had never seen before?
But as the light faded, the artifact revealed within was simply too otherworldly.
Inside the mystic stone floated a small, exquisite sword, as though fashioned by creation itself.
It was somewhat translucent, its tiny blade giving off wisps of hazy fluorescence. Pure white and without the slightest impurity, its glow was gentle, yet no one would have doubted its edge.
Farther down, tiny, intricate patterns were etched into its hilt. They formed a naturally occurring spirit array that absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, continually nurturing this unimaginable spirit sword.
"A divine artifact forged naturally by heaven and earth, with no further smithing needed."
"Although it's only a low-grade divine artifact, the spirit array etched into it could let it grow into a battle weapon of an entirely different tier?"
"Its value definitely goes beyond that of a low-grade divine artifact."
"This is madness-a mystic stone actually yielded something like this?"
Once their stupor passed, they could no longer suppress the agitation in their hearts. A clamor erupted from their mouths as they stared fixedly at the little sword, wishing desperately that they had been the ones to uncover it.