Xu Yuxiu emerged from the clouds of fire. She reached out and plucked a small, scorched tree from the blaze, its once-vibrant life now withered and black. Its branches and leaves were curled and brittle, appearing as dead as a sapling long devoid of water. Yet, in Xu Yuxiu’s perception, the tree still held a flicker of vigorous vitality within. How could it have been burnt to death so easily when it was a magical treasure? Clearly, with the death of its master, the artifact had lost most of its spiritual essence; Xu Yuxiu could barely even sense the presence of its artifact spirit.
"Could this be a Natal Artifact?" she wondered, her brow furrowing. Although she had inadvertently acquired a Natal Artifact of her own, the limitations of her cultivation meant her understanding of them remained shallow, leaving her unable to confirm the nature of the object in her hand. Regardless, it did not seem particularly formidable compared to other treasures. She could deduce this simply by comparing it to the ghost-headed broadsword she had previously obtained; this tree-shaped artifact was significantly weaker. In their earlier confrontation, it hadn't even been able to withstand her Drought Demon Avatar’s "Acre of Scorched Earth" technique. Whether the technique was simply too powerful or the artifact too weak was hard to say—Xu Yuxiu had not fought many cultivators wielding treasures since acquiring her Drought Demon Avatar.
With one of their five-man group suddenly killed, the four …
Chapter 511