Chapter 1847: Star-Stomping Stallion Armament (2/2)

Such an armament wasn’t considered rare in this world. However, this was Star Stomper’s main armament of choice. His dao and merit laws were created around it, hence their great harmonization. It was an amazing fit.

Moreover, this armament worked so well with the anima of his totems. This was the reason why he chose to use it all this time. It had experienced years of refinement and battles with him.

From start to finish, he had many weapons and saw countless treasures. Only this armament stuck with him all along. To a certain sense, this reinforced the notion that there wasn’t a strongest weapon, only a most suitable one. After reaching a certain level, cultivators needed to make the right choice about their dao weapons.

People were shaken to see this incredible set adorned by the High G.o.d. He looked quite majestic and awe-inspiring.

In fact, his G.o.d t.i.tle came from this armament. When people heard his name, they would automatically imagine him in this particular form.

This armament was well-rounded since it had speed, destructiveness, offense, and defense.

There was no doubt that without an armament, one would be at a disadvantage even if they had a powerful dao weapon. This was the reason why Divine Palace still couldn’t stop Star Stomper’s offense despite using many powerful weapons. This was why so many experts would try to obtain an armament for an entire lifetime.

It was the Donggong disciples’ turn to be nervous. Earlier, they felt quite good because their G.o.d had the advantage but the situation had reversed so quickly. Their G.o.d was wounded now.

“It is time for you to use your move, earned after several hundred thousand years of rumination, Fellow Daoist.” Star Stomper didn’t give chase. He stopped and calmly said.

He clearly had the upper hand but instead of pus.h.i.+ng for victory, he became quite vigilant and careful.

“The grand dao isn’t easy, the power of an individual isn’t enough to gaze into the heavenly way.” Divine Palace sighed sentimentally and uttered a confusing response.

“Clank.” He slowly unsheathed a crescent saber completely shrouded in a cold aura. The blade wasn’t as white as snow; there were only faint pulsing lights of a gray shade. People got the illusion that this grayness was death itself!

This saber wasn’t complete since a side of the blade was broken. However, it seemed to be born in this manner, that it was already a broken blade upon inception.

Despite lacking an invincible glint and oppressive aura, people still lost control of their mind after gazing at it. This blade seemed capable of reaping their lives without any problem.

“A High Heaven War Scroll!” A low-level High G.o.d was astounded and blurted out.

However, there were young cultivators who had no idea what it was.

“No wonder why you have been so reclusive for so long, it is all because of this saber, a war scroll. I suppose it is worth it.” Star Stomper’s eyes became serious after seeing this weapon and said.

“It’s only a Broken Half-scroll.” Divine Palace said: “One hundred thousand years to break the sale, another to incubate the blade, then the same period to comprehend the text; all of this was required to have today’s result. An individual is too weak, it’s not easy to gaze at the claw of the high heaven at all.”

Star Stomper looked at the saber and said: “It’s enough already. This is a primordial form of this scroll and you are its first master, grasping the oldest primal force, it’s the same as wielding the high heaven’s trusted tool. This saber will allow you to do whatever you want, no wonder why you came into being today. If it was me, I would also want to test this saber against a High G.o.d of the same level.”

“Maybe I’ll be the one sacrificed to the saber.” Divine Palace didn’t become complacent: “This ferocious blade will either kill the enemy or its user. Its first slash must taste divine blood. Who knows if it will be your blood or mine.”

The crowd was creeped out after hearing this. Even those who didn’t know about a High Heaven War Scroll still gazed at the crescent blade.