Outside Eight Immortals Island, above the distant sea.
As Xuu Xun waved his hand, the surging treasure light immediately dazzled and mesmerized onlookers.
Tao Qian's glance swept over the scene, noticing fireworks bursting forth, colorful flames rolling, golden snakes blazing, blood horses imposing, thunder turning into pythons, and clouds morphing into dragons... All treasures were intermittently releasing bursts of extraordinary power, revealing themselves as spiritual artifacts. Placed in the outer world, they could cause bloody battles and stir up a storm of carnage.
It seemed that Xuu Xun, as the elder brother, felt his junior brothers and sisters were too polite. Just as he did so, Brother Wei, the second true inheritor from Master Yan Demon, reached out first.
In an instant, he grabbed a blood dragon from among the colorful mist, shimmering with radiance, and it transformed into an ancient beast-mouth executioner's blade with a fierce aura.