"And this is merely the tip of the iceberg for this sword!"
"If I can unlock the third seal..."
Luo Chen licked his lips, feeling a bit restless.
But in the end, he suppressed that greed.
Even a powerful figure like the Blood Sea Elder Ancestor fell under this sword, despite the reasons rooted in that dark world, it's enough to show the ferocity of Yuan Tu.
Being able to harness any amount of power from this sword is already a fortunate gain, how could he ask for more?
If he really unlocked the third seal and neither he nor the Primordial Chaos Tripod could suppress it, the consequences would be dire.
"What's available now is enough; there's no need to desire more."
Luo Chen took a deep breath and gripped the sword hilt.
Blood and flesh enveloped, gradually covering the Yuan Tu Sword, which slowly disappeared into his right hand.
He chose not to store the sword in his Purple Mansion.
