"So extravagant-using soul-nurturing wood for a sword sheath?" Mo Caihuan sighed in wonder. Ancient cultivators really had been extravagant.
She reached up and took down the soul-nourishing divine wood sheath, and an ancient incantation appeared before her eyes.
"The Treasure-Commanding Art?" Reading the incantation, Mo Caihuan discovered that the sheath was actually an Ancient Treasure. It could be used for sealing, allowing her to seal another person's divine soul inside when needed.
It was completely empty now. Even if a divine soul had once been inside, it would have dissipated over the long passage of time.
"I have to use the Treasure-Commanding Art to control the sheath. Otherwise, I can't store it away." After reading the Treasure-Commanding Art and learning how to use the sheath, Mo Caihuan muttered, "Even without using it as a sheath, soul-nurturing wood is worth a king's ransom in the Chaotic Star Sea."
She used the Treasure-Commanding Art to shrink the sheath and put it into her Storage Bag.
She quickened her pace. She had already lost quite a bit of time.
Another flight of steps lay ahead, but these were battered and broken, covered in sword marks of varying depths and lengths.
The marks left by sharp sword qi had withstood the test of time, engraving memories of those bygone days into the solid stone steps.
At the top lay a pool of water. Although it was on the seabed, its water remained as distinctly separate from the seawater as two rivers flowing side by side.
Seeing her companions gathered beside the pool, Mo Caihuan breathed a sigh of relief.
When An Yiwen saw that Mo Caihuan had returned unscathed, he immediately asked, "What happened to the pool guardians?"
"They've been driven back."
Everyone looked delighted at the news. Only the two Golden Core cultivators