The instant the Black Broken Sword appeared in his hand, the Demon God Blood Talisman pasted upon it began to gleam brilliantly, rustling softly.
Then, his mana poured into the sword in an almost crazed torrent.
A moment later, an incomparably sharp sword cry suddenly rang out through the surrounding void.
Immediately after, the Black Broken Sword floating before Wei Tu blazed with sword light. Its overwhelming sword might crushed the void until it cracked inch by inch, exposing spatial fissures like a spider's web.
Clearly, unlike when Yue Divine Son had wielded this sword years ago, Wei Tu, a true spirit cultivator Mahayana, was far more compatible with Sword Madman's natal sword and could better unleash the divine might hidden within it.
But... it was not over yet.
After the sword light belonging to a spirit cultivator ignited, the rather tattered Demon God Blood Talisman on the Black Broken Sword also erupted with dazzling demonic radiance.
The instant that demonic light appeared, the Black Broken Sword transformed into a streak of black light and slashed straight toward Old Ghost Pei's blood-red flesh ball, which he used to protect himself.
Riiip!
An astonishing sight appeared.
The blood-red flesh ball, which had previously been difficult to shake even with the Lifespan-Extending Immortal Lamp's five-colored lamp radiance, was severed cleanly in two at the waist the instant the black light emerged!
Even Old Ghost Pei within the blood-red flesh ball, who had been muttering incantations over the Six-Armed Divine Statue in his hands, was split into two by that strike.
"How is this possible?" Old Ghost Pei's expression changed drastically. He seemed unable to believe that Wei Tu had concealed such a shocking move.
Yet this was precisely why he had always been so cautious.
Otherwise, he would not have schemed so