Human Clan Defender-Chapter 693 - s 53 to 57: Time Decay, Divine Ability Scroll (Four-in-One, thanks to the "Colorless Void" Silver League)_3

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The Holy Slaying Saber hanging at his waist trembled slightly before soon returning to calm.

This must be the place where the Divine Weapons are stored!

Shen Changqing looked at the side hall in front of him, where many weapons were placed. That sharp aura was the collective energy formed by the accumulation of numerous Divine Weapons.

However, there seemed to be many Divine Weapons. But to the naked eye, many of their divine radiances had dimmed; they no longer possessed their former might, eroded by the passage of time.

Ultimately, his gaze settled on a Divine Weapon at the very center.

It was a long spear.

Compared to the other Divine Weapons, this one's divine radiance was also somewhat dimmed, yet it didn't exude an aura of decay.

Moreover, Shen Changqing spotted an incomplete brand on the spear's body.

That was—a Dao Seal.

An incomplete Dao Seal.

This indicated that the Divine Weapon was of the Dao Arms level, or rather, it had touched the threshold of Dao Arms.

On the other side, Yi Ning's gaze was also drawn to the long spear.

"Pavilion Master Shen?"

He didn't immediately reach for the Divine Weapon but instead turned his attention to Shen Changqing. With his discerning eyes, he naturally perceived the Divine Weapon's extraordinariness.

However, there was only one such Divine Weapon here.

According to their agreement upon entering the Ancient Ruins, Shen Changqing was entitled to the larger share of the finds.

Therefore, Yi Ning didn't feel he had the privilege to claim such a Divine Weapon first.

Understanding Yi Ning's intention, Shen Changqing shook his head. "This is a half-step Dao Arms, but it's of no use to me. I'm not proficient in spear techniques, and moreover, the Holy Slaying Saber I possess is no weaker than this long spear. If Pavilion Master Yi desires it, then take it."

He had the Holy Slaying Saber. Besides, his Holy Slaying Saber was a first-rank Dao Arms. The long spear in front of him, although not weak, had yet to truly enter the ranks of Dao Arms.

Another point was that Shen Changqing himself had no interest in spear techniques. Acquiring that Divine Weapon would be of little use to him.

Divine Weapons, though desirable, were not necessarily better in greater numbers. Rather than owning multiple Dao Arms, it was more practical to focus on cultivating one.

"Then I must thank Pavilion Master Shen!"

Yi Ning didn't decline. He coveted the long spear greatly but, to save face, had been reluctant to ask for it outright. Now that Shen Changqing had voluntarily offered it, it couldn't be better.

As he approached the long spear, just as Yi Ning was about to grasp its shaft with one hand, the spear seemed to sense something. A terrifying, sharp aura rose, forcing him to retreat.

"Weakling!"

"Unworthy!"

A deep voice emanated from the spear.

Hearing this, Yi Ning's face immediately darkened. The fact that a Divine Weapon could speak took him by surprise. However, being disdained by a Divine Weapon was an affront to his self-esteem.

He was the respected Internal Affairs Hall Master, an Extreme Realm powerhouse, his status equivalent to a Marquis Rank Defender Envoy within the Demon-Subduing Division. And now, he had been disdained by a Divine Weapon. If he didn't suppress it, how could he face anyone?

If he were alone here, being disdained by a weapon might not have compelled Yi Ning to press the issue. But the problem was, he wasn't alone; Shen Changqing was watching.

Therefore, Yi Ning struck out with his palm, his Palm Gang colliding with that sharp force.

"A mere inanimate object dares to challenge Yi!" he exclaimed as he attacked.

However, when the two forces clashed, his Palm Gang was torn apart by the sharpness.

The sudden development changed Yi Ning's expression. Without a second thought, he activated his Protective Gang Qi, forcibly intercepting the remaining force.

BOOM!!

A powerful shockwave spread. Qi and blood surged through Yi Ning's body. His gaze at the long spear was filled with anger and shock.

It was unfathomable. Despite his strength, he had been at a disadvantage in the recent exchange. If his opponent had been a top-tier expert, it would have been one thing. But to be at a disadvantage against a mere inanimate weapon was particularly demeaning. Such a result was somewhat hard for Yi Ning to accept.

At the same time, the competitive spirit deep within him was thoroughly ignited.

His strength erupted. A terrifying wave of power raged within the side hall. The long spear, which had previously stood still on the ground, now hovered in the air, its sharp aura terrifying to behold.

It looks like Yi Ning is going to lose!

After watching for a while, Shen Changqing quietly shook his head. Yi Ning's strength was commendable, but unfortunately, it was still lacking.

A half-step Dao Arms could display power fully on par with that of a Great Demon-level expert.

However, he also noticed that after being sealed in the side hall for countless years, even with the replenishment of Spiritual Energy, the long spear's power had severely diminished. The strength it could currently exert was barely one-tenth of its peak.

If it were at its prime, that initial exchange would have left Yi Ning either slain or seriously injured. This was the terror of a powerful Divine Weapon; it was, in itself, equivalent to a formidable entity.

Take his own Holy Slaying Saber, for example. It might seem unassuming, but Shen Changqing knew very well that even in the face of a Demon Saint, the Holy Slaying Saber could contend using its own power.

At this moment, Yi Ning was being pressured by the long spear, forced to retreat continuously. His clothes were torn in many places, and his powerful Flesh bled profusely.

When the spreading shockwaves reached the other Divine Weapons on the weapon racks, those that had lost their divine light disintegrated into dust.

Seeing that Yi Ning was on the verge of utter defeat, Shen Changqing patted the long saber at his waist and said indifferently, "Suppress that spear."