"Impossible!"
"Such a treasure like the Floating Golden Scale Armor requires a blood sacrifice to recognize a new master, it's not that simple."
"Even though Xiu Yuanshi is already dead!"
"The Suiyu Mountains must certainly have taken measures, once the original owner is killed, the Floating Golden Scale Armor would definitely have prohibitions to prevent the murderer from refining it."
Everyone's thoughts raced, only to discover... their thoughts had just flashed.
On the surface of the Floating Golden Scale Armor, prohibitions indeed emerged, repelling, even about to cause injury, but the prohibitions were broken.
The Old Man broke them with some unknown Soul Means and proceeded directly with the ritual of refinement and recognition.
With a hum, in a flash of light, the Floating Golden Scale Armor merged into his body.
