Facing a stream of deliberately tempting information, Zhou Bai, for safety's sake, didn't even glance at the titles above and focused entirely on gathering the blueprints for the Primordial Spirit Armour.
Although Xuan Nu was curious to see what was written, under Zhou Bai's operation, the information flashed past their consciousness so quickly that it wasn't possible to make out any content.
Soon, a blueprint appeared in front of them. It was a magical weapon, or rather, a blueprint for Primordial Spirit Armour.
Countless refining steps, material choices, and design aspects flashed through their minds, deeply imprinting in their memories, and in the next moment, transformed into a bizarrely shaped sword before their eyes.
The sword, twisted like bent steel rebar, had a blade filled with irregular, palm-dug indentations, resembling countless corpses.
