When the blue light dissipated, Alex focused his gaze to look. Resting on the silver platter in Selene’s hands was a profound blue gemstone, permeated with seething blue mist.

"This is..."

Selene introduced with a faint smile. "Saint Lord Alex, this is our Heavenly Flame Imperial Family’s strongest killing weapon, the Raging Sea Heavenly Nether Holy Sword."

"This sword is the greatest masterpiece of the life of the Heavenly Flame Dynasty’s former number one blacksmith, Master Tread."

"Although its tier is only High-Grade Supreme Tier, if used in conjunction with water-controlling techniques, its power is no less than that of a Saint-tier weapon."

"Four thousand years ago, a bloodthirsty Demonic Flood Dragon with Saint-level strength escaped from the Outer Realm Prison and gathered a mob in the Myriad Fiend River north of the Heavenly Flame Capital."

"In just three days and three nights, it cruelly murdered over ten thousand innocent lives."

"The late Emperor Theron resolutely stepped forward. Relying on the assistance of three hundred water-cultivation experts, he used this exact treasured sword to cleave that Demonic Flood Dragon in half with a single strike."

"Since then, this Raging Sea Heavenly Nether Holy Sword has been enshrined in the treasury, eternally receiving the reverence of future generations."

Hearing Selene’s introduction, Alex’s heart was once again struck with astonishment.

This Raging Sea Heavenly Nether Holy Sword was actually even more precious than the Divine Wood Starry Sky Armor from just now.

Because this sword was the work of Master Tread.

Who was Master Tread? The universally recognized number one blacksmith in the world across all major dynasties, his signature White Wave Iron Casting Technique was unparalleled under heaven.

The famous blacksmiths of the current era, such as Venerable Bram of the Crimson Soaring Dynasty and Aerin of the Divine Blade Sect, were all disciples under his tutelage.

As long as a weapon was certified by Master Tread, it possessed three guarantees: guaranteed to be invaluable, guaranteed to be genuine goods at a fair price, and guaranteed to possess extraordinary power.

Not to mention, this sword was Master Tread’s most satisfying work of his entire life.

It was no exaggeration to say that it would be very difficult for any blacksmith of future generations to surpass him in this regard.

To want a weapon with stronger power than this sword, it would have to be a true Saint-tier divine weapon to even be possible.

Alex gulped down saliva, forcefully controlling himself to stop his drool from flowing down, he turned around and cupped his fists.

"Your Majesty the Empress, isn’t this gift a bit too precious? This sword once slew a bloodthirsty Demonic Flood Dragon and can be considered a sacred relic of the Heavenly Flame Dynasty. How could I take it for my own?"

"Saint Lord Alex, why are you still being so polite?" Aurelia said with a beaming smile.

"It’s still the same sentence: you are my lifesaver. If you hadn’t righteously intervened, I wouldn’t have even been able to keep my life. Gifting you a treasure, what harm is there in that? Please do not be suspicious, just accept it."

"Good, since that is the case, I will respectfully accept, and once again offer my deepest thanks for Your Majesty the Empress’s grace."

Alex forcefully suppressed his excitement and finally walked up to Lily.

As he lifted the red cloth covering the silver platter in her hands, a burst of red light directly howled and surged upwards.

Blazing hot firelight shot straight into the sky, causing the temperature within the originally cool Azure Phoenix Palace to abruptly spike, instantly becoming scorchingly hot and unbearable.

Standing at close range right in front of the red cloth, Alex naturally felt it most directly.

If he hadn’t possessed the Rakshasa Abyssal Saint Body and hadn’t previously cultivated fire techniques, he estimated he might have been directly steamed alive by this, even with his fire resistance maxed out, his skin still stung with bursts of prickly pain from the heat.

However, the stronger this prickly pain was, the more it made Alex feel an unbearable excitement.

When the firelight weakened slightly, he carefully focused his gaze to look, resting on the silver platter was shockingly a gemstone as crimson-red as fire. Seething red mist drifted above the gemstone, looking exactly as if it were burning. It radiated formidable spiritual energy, even purer than the previous two.

"This is..."

Lily introduced with a faint smile. "Saint Lord Alex, this is our Heavenly Flame Imperial Family’s most mysterious sacred relic, named the Fire God Hero’s Wings."

"Three thousand years ago, from an Outer Realm rift directly above the Heavenly Flame Imperial Family, a shower of flaming meteors descended."

"The blazing fire covered the heavens and the earth, just like a living hell in the mortal realm, destroying countless living beings and buildings entirely into nothingness."

"Just as the entire Heavenly Flame Capital was about to be incinerated into ashes, His Highness Theron personally led people to rush to the frontlines where the fire was most dense, leading thirty thousand experts to intercept the flaming meteors in mid-air."

"But he was only focused on protecting the common people, failing to notice a flaming meteor falling from directly above him, striking him right on the crown of his head."

"The ground was blasted into a ten-meter deep crater, burning with sky-piercing flames. Everyone thought His Majesty had perished in the fire and were crying in despair."

"Unexpectedly, he emerged miraculously from the fire pit like a god, and a pair of wings formed from blazing fire had grown on his back."

"He flew directly into mid-air and, relying purely on the strength of his physical body, forcefully closed that rift back together, ending this shower of flaming meteors that was about to destroy all creations."

Thick admiration and worship flowed through Lily’s eyes. "Although I did not live through that era, just listening to the stories passed down by word of mouth from the elders is already exciting and legendary enough."

"It was only when His Majesty returned to the ground that the blazing fire wings on his back directly detached and transformed into a red gemstone. Having survived a disaster, the common people wept tears of joy, cheering Long Live and calling His Majesty the Fire God Hero."

"In order to let future generations eternally remember His Majesty’s grace, this pair of wings was named the Fire God Hero’s Wings!"

Alex listened in a daze, unable to help but be dumbfounded.