Just as Xu Ping was preparing to further consolidate his Blood Demon Body Refining, a strong attraction suddenly emanated from the storage ring, as if something was invisibly calling to him.
"What's going on here?"
Xu Ping furrowed his brows, filled with confusion in his heart. He had never felt this way before; could it be the result of breaking through the second layer of Blood Demon Body Refining?
With such doubts in mind, his divine sense invaded the storage ring to search for answers.
Soon, he found the source of that attraction; a red broken knife quietly lying in the corner!
"It's it!!"
Xu Ping's heart trembled; he hadn't expected it to be this terrifying demon cultivator's magical weapon.
This red broken knife had left him with a deep psychological shadow back in the day; he always remembered it, but for now, he had no use for it, so it sat gathering dust in the corner.
