Before leaving, Cai said that she needed to step out, but it was not a long journey. She was going to the branch church of the Church of the Supreme God, located in Dibiles. This place was where Cai had stayed for a period of time, a temporary home of sorts. However, since Cai had run away from the church, this place had little significance to her, and she would rarely come back.
Today, the reason she returned was not because she had any attachment to the church, but simply to retrieve something. Using the forbidden spell set in her pupils, Cai hypnotized the two Crusaders guarding the door and casually walked in.
Cai entered the empty church, passed through the corridor, and arrived beneath a stained glass window. This was deep inside the church, in the rear. Cai lifted her foot and tapped twice on a certain floor tile, causing it to move aside, revealing a hollow below.
The hollow itself was not large, but it was deep enough to accommodate someone of Cai's size. If someone larger wanted to enter, they would have to squeeze through sideways.
In order to give Wang Xiaole the best weapon, Cai climbed down and moved deeper into the hollow using the artificial stairs. After several dozen steps, she reached a place that resembled an underground prison, walking straight ahead through numerous empty cells on both sides.
Not all the cells were empty. For example, the Marquis of Sapele from the Inran Empire was imprisoned here, along with members of the envoy who accompanied the marquis. Seeing Cai walk by without even glancing in their direction, Sapele became agitated:
"Let me out! Even if you are from the church, you cannot imprison the marquis without authorization... The Emperor will not let you go! The mighty army of my homeland will surely come and eradicate your church!"
As Cai continued walking, the prisoner's voice became softer and eventually disappeared. Cai had no interest in the troublesome marquis; he was not the reason she came here, let alone the objective.
Her sole purpose in coming was to reach the spot she was standing in now – a room that looked like a secret chamber. The door was open, revealing a platform in the center with a deep black sword resting on it.
The blade in front of Cai was shorter than a meter, with a wide body that exuded a sense of heaviness. Although it was not apparent from its appearance, this sword seemed to possess the aura of a heavy sword.
The surface of the blade had obscure patterns, resembling veins running across it. The patterns were evenly distributed throughout the blade. The jet-black handle had scale-like marks, increasing the surface area for friction. Additionally, the handle was slightly longer, making it difficult for someone unfamiliar with swords to grasp it even with both hands.
The most peculiar feature of this sword was the hilt connecting the blade and the handle. The hilt consisted of a circular ring with wings attached on either side. These wings resembled the fierce wings of a bat, like the wings of a demon.
The carving of these wings was extremely detailed, with every part depicted perfectly. They imbued the sword with an undeniable aura of intimidation.
A mere glance at it would affect bystanders with the icy breath emanating from the sword, leaving them awe-struck and unsettled.
"Oh, that sword the person is using, it hasn't seen the light of day for many years!"
Now is the perfect time for this sword to show its sharpness.
Cai extended a translucent finger and condensed her holy power at her fingertip, flicking it towards the sword standing in her way.
Clang!
Upon being stimulated by the external force, the sword immediately burst out with strange sound waves, startling Cai and forcing her to retreat backwards.
She took several steps back before regaining her footing, but her mind still throbbed with pain, as if pricked by a needle.
As she stopped and looked up, she noticed that the sword had turned from a horizontal position to a vertical one, floating in mid-air, confronting Cai from a distance.
In an instant, the space around the sword shattered;
Countless black liquid seeped and flooded half of the room from the rift in the void.
"It has been many years since it was used, and this sword... has actually generated a sword spirit on its own?"
Cai was taken aback.
The so-called "sword spirit" can be understood as the sword itself having self-awareness;
In the words of the Eastern Continent, it is like a sword that has been left untouched for a long time, faintly showing signs of "coming to life".
Once having self-awareness, even without anyone's control, the sword can react in various ways on its own.
Now the attitude of the magic sword was clear - it resisted Cai's approach and refused to be taken away from its hiding place.
