章節 597: Wind Statue

Blacklegend had no choice but to give up on the scroll. His life was far more precious than the actual worth of it, so he couldn't afford to risk it all for a mere item with a heaven-defying power. He was already strong enough to topple the words with his feet, so there was no need to mention how strong he was even without the scroll.

Of course, it would be a greater benefit if the scroll become his. After all, the scroll was ancient and had a very powerful background that not even the apex weapons as of now could compare to.

Jin Rou could see the expression on the old man and said, "That ancient scroll is powerful, indeed. However, there is a risky downside of using it. It can consume your soul without you noticing it."