The Divine Emperor War Armor held a transcendent status within the Yu residence.
Though it was merely a suit of armor, ever since it had developed self-awareness, its fate had been its own to decide.
Within the Yu residence, its status was even higher than Old Master Yu's.
This was no exaggeration.
Therefore, only it itself could decide who would wear it as its master.
As white light flashed and immense power surged forth,
a massive mass of energy twisted in the sky, gradually condensing into form.
In the end, it became a set of white-robed armor. Its material was soft, and no one knew what it had been made from.
It was covered in oval clasps, with a white cloak draped behind it.
Two silver dragons roared with open jaws from its shoulder guards, while a qilin was engraved upon its chest.
The armor hovered before Xu Zimo, suspended in the void.
A faint radiance glimmered within it.
Though the armor could not speak, it was brimming with spirit. It happily circled Xu Zimo as it floated around him.
Old Master Yu laughed. "The last time I saw it this happy was when it stood before the Divine Emperor."
Back then, the Divine Emperor had forged two sets of armor.
He had taken one for himself and entrusted the other to Old Master Yu.
Xu Zimo himself did not quite know why the armor had acknowledged him.
Could it be that it believed he had the ability to resolve the matter of the Death Swamp?
Xu Zimo did not know much about the Death Swamp either, because he had never truly entered it.
All the information he had came from Ancestor Xumi.
At this moment, Xu Zimo gently stroked the Divine Emperor War Armor. In an instant, the armor