The Inner Treasure Pavilion stood ancient and silent.
Nine halls.
Nine paths.
Li Hao walked alone.
In the Hall of Mystic Beasts, something called to him.
A golden cord.
Covered in ancient runes.
The moment he touched it—
His Soul Sea trembled.
His beasts roared.
"Soul Binding Celestial Cord…"
He claimed it.
Next—
The Hall of Heavenly Swords.
Ice surged.
A jade pendant formed before him.
Cold.
Ancient.
Alive.
"Frost Sovereign Jade…"
The moment he wore it—
His ice power deepened.
Sharper.
More absolute.
He walked out with two treasures.
Eyes followed him.