After an unknown amount of time, Xu Xiwang awoke, feeling a surge of power coursing through his body. He looked at the black spear in the hand of the skeleton in the coffin, a bitter smile playing on his lips.
That jet-black spear, as black as ink, without the slightest luster, looked like ordinary black iron. But Xu Xiwang knew clearly that this was the weapon of the Ming Emperor, the powerful weapon that the Ming Emperor could pierce through the starry sky with a casual wave of his hand!
Xu Xiwang was deeply shocked to find such a powerful magic weapon in his hands.
He knew he was incredibly lucky to have found such a powerful magical artifact.
The jet-black spear felt cold to the touch, devoid of any warmth. But the moment Xu Xiwang grasped it, he felt it tremble slightly, and even the shaft itself seemed to heat up a little.
Xu Xi wanted to pull it out, but to his surprise, he found that he couldn't pull it out at all.
What the hell? I have at least a thousand pounds of strength now, and I still can't pull it out!
What is this?
Xu Xiwang frowned, incredulous. He tried again, but found that he still couldn't remove his hand from the shaft of the black spear!
He tried to control the spear with his divine sense, but was surprised to find that a golden light was flashing on the black spear.
"What is this thing? Does it recognize a master?"
Xu Xiwang muttered to himself, but soon gave up trying.
He felt that the power contained in that black spear was enough to kill him instantly.
Moreover, the spear showed no signs of recognizing a master; it seemed to be nothing more than an inanimate object.
"System, why can't I draw it?"
"Host, this is a divine artifact, which you cannot use at present."
The system said indifferently.
"What?"
Xu Xiwang was stunned.
Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, he had heard that divine weapons possessed their own consciousness, or rather, intelligence. And since this spear was a divine weapon, how could it not possess intelligence?
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