As he put down the Shooting Star Hammer, Ye Chen was about to leave.
Suddenly, something caught his eyes. It was a broken sword hidden in the gap between a wooden shelf and the wall. Only the hilt and half of the sword was left, its surface was dusty and lackluster, the sword could not be any more ordinary than this.
As he picked up the broken sword, Ye Chen had a quick look at it before he infused some of his soul force into the sword.
“Hahahahhahahaha…”
A loud rich laugh rushed into Ye Chen’s head. At that second, Ye Chen felt as if he had traveled back to an ancient time where nothing else existed but the laugh resounding in his ears.
“What’s going on?” As he cut off his soul force, there was a hint of perspiration on Ye Chen’s forehead.
Using soul force to inspect an object was a new skill that Ye Chen recently picked up. Unlike using his consciousness, soul force allowed him to inspect deeper instead of just the surface, otherwise he would not have detected that mid rank soul stone in that wooden shelf.