The Martial Dao Sacred Fruit did not look extraordinary at first glance. Its surface was smooth and unblemished, and its size was no larger than Li Yun's fist. However, the aura it emitted was solemn and sacred, as if it carried within it the essence of countless insights into the martial path.
The surrounding air seemed subtly purified in its presence, and faint ripples of Dao intent lingered around it like an invisible halo.
Li Yun could clearly sense its value. If such a fruit were to appear in the wilderness, it would undoubtedly trigger a bloody struggle. Hundreds of thousands of wild beasts would be drawn to it by instinct alone, tearing each other apart for even a chance to devour it.
He took a steady breath. "Let's try it," he murmured.
