"So the Four Great Sky Devils are not even dead, and they aren't even Fiends to begin with!" Xia Fei muttered to himself in shock.
Turning his head, Xia Fei stared at the Armor lying not too far away on the white stone slab. He had just learned that this Plated Armor of the Broken Wing Sky Devil was called Flying Eagleplume, and it had been a personal possession of the Sky Devil, a treasure worshiped throughout the Fiends' history.
Seeing this potentially timeless treasure right in front of his eyes, it would be a lie to say that Xia Fei was not tempted to own it. Xia Fei was never one to hesitate when it came to equipment. In this day and age where outstanding warriors were a dime a dozen, Xia Fei held strongly to the philosophy that it took top-grade equipment to make a first-rate warrior!
Wrinkling his forehead ever so slightly, Xia Fei cautiously approached the Sky Devil War Armor called Flying Eagleplume.