Since they were in the same boat, Lü Yang and Suo Huan dropped the pleasantries. They had both been plotted against by a Perfected Lord, which even fostered a sense of shared misery between them.
"Regardless, at least we gained something," Suo Huan sighed. "Strictly speaking, Daoist, I didn't forge this Magical Sword of yours. It was a natural creation. No wonder it has the divine ability to pierce illusion and see truth."
Lü Yang glanced at the Magical Sword in his hand.
This treasure was forged from his own Essence Soul, making it equivalent to a Famous Artifact bound to him. It recognized him as its sole master, and he understood its many Divine Effects with perfect clarity.
The quality of this sword even surpassed the Abi Sword.
After all, it had been forged by smelting and unifying all the Spiritual Treasures he possessed, including even the Quasi-Essence Artifact, the Emperor's Golden Seal of Tushita.
