Niu Ben Makes a Move, Protecting His Own!

Yang Jian gazed at the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd floating before him, a flicker of barely concealed shock flashing through his eyes.

He could clearly sense the terrifying power contained within this divine weapon—an innate might far surpassing that of any weapon he had wielded before.

Even more unbelievable was the fact that the aura emanating from the halberd resonated intensely with the Eight-Nine Arcane Art within his body.

It was as though this weapon had been tailor-made for him.

Yang Jian took a deep breath, slowly extended his right hand, and gripped the hilt.

"Boom!"

The instant he grasped the hilt, a wondrous feeling of blood-deep connection surged into his heart.

The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd let out a soaring dragon's cry. Thunder erupted across its blade, and dark silver radiance instantly enveloped Yang Jian.

At that moment, he felt that this halberd had become a part of his body—wielded as easily as an arm or a finger, as though he had been born with it!

"Good halberd!"

Yang Jian could not help letting out an exuberant howl as he casually swung it a few times.

"Screech! Screech! Screech!"

The blade aura released by those casual swings effortlessly tore through the void, carving deep, bottomless ravines across the river's surface.

With this divine weapon aiding him, his combat strength would undoubtedly rise to another level!

Putting away the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd, Yang Jian turned and transformed into a stream of light, descending onto the shore.

Seeing the villagers still kneeling in the mud, their faces filled with reverence and gratitude, Yang Jian's gaze softened.

"Everyone, rise."

With a wave of his hand, Yang Jian gently lifted everyone up with a mild surge of mana.

"The flood dragon in these waters has already been slain by me."

"From this day onward, Guanjiang