In a secret chamber of the Infinite Measure Gate, Guo Ren sat cross-legged.
He was not practicing a cultivation method. A longsword lay before him.
"What an astonishing divine weapon," Guo Ren sighed.
Although he had obtained this divine weapon, the resistance emanating from it made it utterly impossible for him to control it for the time being.
When he had seized it from the others, he had been overjoyed.
But who could have imagined that this Heaven-Sent Divine Weapon would attract the attention of the people across the sea?
When he received word from that side that they would send people over-the Holy Envoys-he already understood that this divine weapon was not destined to be his.
Never mind this one-even if he had obtained three, they would ultimately fall into the Holy Envoys' hands.
His meager strength only allowed him to throw his weight around in the Desolate Domain. What did he amount to before the experts from across the sea?
Sure enough, when those Holy Envoys arrived, they came to him first.
Well, at least I can keep it a little longer, Guo Ren thought to himself.
His ownership of such a divine weapon was only temporary, and he wanted to study it carefully while it remained in his possession.
The oppressive Sword Qi emanating from the weapon, in particular, had benefited him greatly.
Unfortunately, he could not control the divine weapon yet. Otherwise, he believed his strength would certainly soar.
Best if they all take one another down and die, every last one of them. At the thought that he could not keep this divine weapon, Guo Ren still felt somewhat unwilling to accept it.
The last divine weapon should have been over in the Desolate Mountain Range. According to the information he had obtained, it had