In the entire valley, only Ling Ming's angry roars and the thunder's snarls echoed incessantly in this corner of the sky.
Chu Ming took out a handful of Spirit Pearls from his Storage Ring, preparing to refine them. He had acquired seven or eight hundred Spirit Pearls, which were enough to push his cultivation a step further.
"Don't refine them yet!"
At this moment, the Ancient Sword Emperor inside him suddenly spoke up, stopping him in his tracks.
"What's wrong?"
Chu Ming asked in confusion.
"There's something strange about these Spirit Pearls!"
The Ancient Sword Emperor slowly said, with a hint of surprise in his voice, evidently not expecting Ling Ming to have tampered with these Spirit Pearls.
"Hmm?"
Chu Ming was startled in his heart. Immediately, his Soul Power swept out, enveloping the Spirit Pearls. As soon as he approached, Chu Ming didn't notice anything unusual but only felt an abundance of Spiritual Power emanating from them.
