In the center of the dark stone platform stood a white pillar of light, with a saber and a sword embedded beside it, only half of each weapon exposed.
Gazing at the two weapons, Luo Feng's eyes shone brightly. Both exuded faint but detectable vibrations of Yuan Qi, far stronger than that of the Tiger Soul Saber.
Could these be second-grade Spiritual Artifacts?
Even with his calm demeanor, upon seeing these weapons, Luo Feng couldn't help but feel a burning passion, licking his lips in anticipation.
A first-grade Spirit Weapon alone was worth hundreds to thousands of gold, and a second-grade Spirit Weapon would be worth at least tens of thousands of gold.
Wealth, however, was secondary. Luo Feng desperately needed a suitable weapon now that he had lost his Tiger Soul Saber; ordinary weapons simply couldn't withstand his tremendous strength.
