Zhan Fanyin reached out and drew a longsword from the solidified Iron Throne Totem.
The blade was still stained with blood that had yet to dry, as though proclaiming the glorious feats it had once achieved.
Han Wu's gaze sharpened as it fell upon the longsword. Judging by its quality, he could tell that it was no less than an eight-star divine artifact.
For Zhan Fanyin's current Heaven Destruction Grade strength, an eight-star divine artifact was worthy of him.
"Today, I will wash away the humiliation I have suffered these past days!" Zhan Fanyin declared, swinging a slash at Han Wu.
Blood-red Sword Qi rushed straight toward Han Wu.
Facing the blood-red Sword Qi, Han Wu did not even summon a weapon. He simply turned sideways and dodged the killing blow.
Having missed with his strike, Zhan Fanyin grew somewhat impatient.
The longsword in his hand swept out in an unbroken chain, strands of Sword Qi weaving into an impenetrable sword net that descended upon Han Wu.
This time, Han Wu could no longer dodge.
The Divine Might Great Sword appeared in his right hand. With a single strike, he tore the sword net apart.
The next instant, he was already behind Zhan Fanyin.
Zhan Fanyin controlled the Iron Throne Totem and charged Han Wu like a war chariot, intending to pierce him with the thousands upon thousands of sharp swords mounted upon the Iron Throne.
Han Wu smashed down with the Divine Might Great Sword once more.
The powerful Iron Throne Totem shattered outright, turning into a ground full of sword fragments.
Zhan Fanyin was completely dumbfounded, standing frozen where he was.
Han Wu withdrew the Divine Might Great Sword, stepped forward, and slapped Zhan Fanyin across the face.
Han Wu had used at least thirty percent of his