Chapter 238

Shu Liang's usually composed demeanor faltered slightly at the gravity in Immortal Jiang's voice. He felt a shiver of apprehension crawl up his spine.

"Grandpa Jiang," Shu Liang began cautiously, his voice steady yet edged with curiosity, "is there something about the Magnus Clan that we aren't aware of?"

Immortal Jiang, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them slowly, fixing Shu Liang with a piercing, grave stare. His gaze was laden with the weight of ancient secrets and untold stories.

"Long ago," Immortal Jiang started, his voice resonating with the authority of ages past, "there were legends of the Magnus Clan's might and their unstoppable army. They were known far and wide for their ruthlessness, their mercilessness, and their utter lack of compassion. Their conquests were relentless, their victories absolute. However, what troubles me are the rumors surrounding a certain weapon they supposedly possess."

Shu Liang felt a knot tighten in his stomach.

"A weapon? What