Gourd

It was a violet-gold gourd. That gourd was the core weapon of Gourd Island. It possessed an extremely ancient history. Countless generations of Island Masters had nourished it, and ordinary Ancestral items could not be compared to it.
The middle-aged man smacked his gourd, and its runes lit up. Rays of light shot out, transforming into millions of sharp blades.
Each of these blades tore through space with an unpleasant screeching sound. The people spectating all felt a chill. The sharp aura coming from these blades made their skins turn cold.
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