C480 At the Sacred Artifact Golden Hall, Xie Lu laughed.

Alright, this young master agrees.

"Great." This entire day had been waiting for him for exactly eighteen years. During these eighteen years, it could be said that he had always been on tenterhooks, terrified and on tenterhooks. After all, it was just as he had said. He was just a fallen divine weapon. As the spirit of the artifact, if he couldn't enhance his soul, then sooner or later