Lu Yuan looked at the Dragon Patterned Iron Rod that resembled a divine pillar holding up the sky, and muttered to himself.
Unexpectedly, the Dragon Patterned Iron Rod seemed to understand his intention, and actually shrunk a size!
"A little smaller!"
Lu Yuan's eyes brightened slightly.
He didn't expect this thing could really shrink and expand at will, capable of changing size.
After several attempts, Lu Yuan finally made the Dragon Patterned Iron Rod, thick as a mountain, become as thick as a wrist and about six feet long.
"It's worth all the effort I put in. This is really a good treasure."
"There's no weapon more suitable for me than this."
Lu Yuan couldn't help but express his joy.
He gripped the Dragon Patterned Iron Rod tightly, swinging it casually a few times.
Immediately, a fierce gust of wind swept through, tearing the air apart, with sharp whistling sounds of breaking through the sky.
The surrounding void twisted intensely, revealing countless cracks!
