Sword Casting Hall.

When Ou Yezi saw Zhao Jiuge take out all the required materials one by one, he smiled like a child. He no longer had the majesty of a master.

In contrast to Ou Yezi’s expression, Zhao Jiuge felt his heart ache while he took out the materials one by one.

In particular, when he saw the Chaotic Thunder Aurora, the corner of Zhao Jiuge’s mouth twitched. Just this had cost him more than 3,000 sect contributions!

He stretched out his right hand toward the box. He wanted to see exactly what this Chaotic Thunder Aurora was.

His palm was suddenly knocked away by Ou Yezi, leaving a red mark on the back of his hand.

Ou Yezi was furious and said, “What are you doing!? If you had opened this box, your Chaotic Thunder Aurora would’ve been wasted and you would’ve had to buy another!”

Zhao Jiuge was shocked and his eyes widened. “What is this thing? Just one look and it's gone?”

“This Chaotic Thunder Aurora is collected from the void above and can only be contained...