Ling Shanshan thought for a moment. "Actually, I do have an Emperor Artifact on me. Though one corner of it is damaged, it can withstand the power of that move of yours."
"Really?"
"How could that be false? This damaged Emperor Artifact was a protective treasure bestowed upon me by an elder of the Spirit Race..."
As she spoke, Ling Shanshan took a thirty-foot bell from her spatial artifact.
The bell was Chaos Profound Yellow in color, round and heavy, its surface covered in patterns of the sun, moon, stars, earth, water, fire, and wind.
At first glance, it seemed unremarkable. But when Lin Yi reached toward it, the Undying Qi-Blood within his body began pounding violently, automatically protecting him.
Clearly, his Undying Qi-Blood had sensed a threat.
Ling Shanshan slapped his hand away and hurriedly said, "You can't touch it. This thing is incredibly proud. At present, no one besides me can lay a hand on it. If you do, having your arm blown off would be the least of your problems."
Lin Yi withdrew his hand and could only ask, "This Emperor Artifact looks completely intact. It doesn't look like it's missing a corner as you said."
"You'll know once you look at this side."
Ling Shanshan turned the Chaos Profound Bell around. Near the patterns on its shoulder was a clearly defined palm print.
Lin Yi drew in a sharp breath. It looked as though some Emperor Realm powerhouse with an immensely powerful physique had pressed down upon it with heaven-shaking force, forcibly leaving behind that mark.
"That doesn't count as missing a corner, does it?"
"Why wouldn't it? That slap, like your move, possesses the power to alter the rules. If you were this bell's owner, you would be able to feel the power of that