Chương 1264: One Ice Mountain, One Being

Zhang Ruochen released his Spiritual Power. It extended, forming 36 half-transparent chains on the ice mountain.

Then the mountain slowly moved toward the Dead Soul Ancient Ship, approaching it. The closer it got, the clearer the figure inside the mountain.

It was a middle-aged man in his thirties. He wore dark blue-green armor and grasped a sword with beastly patterns. Even though he'd died, his eyes still held terrifying spirit.

"This man must have been very powerful when he was alive," Huang Yanchen said.

"You can tell?" Ao Xinyan asked.

"His armor is called the Jade Saint Armor," Huang Yanchen explained calmly. "It is a Thousand-pattern Saint Weapon."

"The Jade Saint Armor? I heard that only the Jade Martial Saints of Martial Market Bank are qualified to wear it. You need to at least be in the Absolute Land Realm to become a Jade Martial Saint."