"Interesting."
The corners of Cursed Yin's lips lifted, emitting a cold voice.
Reaching a hand into the underpants, after fumbling around, it seemed to have touched some sort of mechanism.
"Click!"
The underpants split open.
Suddenly, a golden, sacred, and dazzling light soared into the sky.
The light was so blinding!
So blinding that even though only a faint amount of Holy Ancestor's power was contained within, Cursed Yin had to fully prepare mentally to dare touch it.
Yet once the Cursed Yin Fog touched it, the fragile nature of the light was revealed.
After the brilliance faded, what emerged from the red underpants was merely a golden Divine Blade of Judgment.
This sword was very familiar.
Back then, outside of the Divine Relics, when Xu Xiaoshou drew his sword, thirty million Divine Blades of Judgment bowed in worship from afar, following in an impressive spectacle.
"Heh..."