The jet-black hilt, the blood-red blade.
A cold gleam flickered faintly, akin to a lone star. Upon closer inspection, it was surprisingly the impossibly sharp tip of a sword.
This was none other than the Godslayer Blood Sword, once renowned.
The name 'Godslayer' wasn't its original name; it was merely because it was rumored to have drunk the blood of a Divine Transformation Great Power.
Luo Chen gazed at the object, feeling a bit hesitant in his heart.
At this point in time, he was no longer the impoverished Qi Refinement Stage rogue cultivator of The Great River District he once was.
As a Nascent Soul True Master, he was surrounded by countless magic items.
But among the myriad of treasures, there were truly only three that could be seen by his Dharma Eye.
