From the box, the Xuanhe Sect Holy Son took out a golden mace. Since it had not been activated, the king weapon showed no unusual signs.
It was not that he had failed to take out the king weapon after all this time. He had taken it out long ago, but Wei Fan was as elusive as a ghost, coming and going without a trace. He simply could not lock onto Wei Fan.
He was also afraid that if he unleashed the king weapon and missed Wei Fan, he would instead kill the other Demon Venerables.
"Forget about them. Killing Wei Fan is what matters. If we let him keep running rampant, they'll die anyway!"
The Young Ape King and Young Lion King stood behind the Xuanhe Sect Holy Son, urging him to activate the king weapon and kill Wei Fan. Watching Wei Fan slaughter Demon Venerables one by one with a single palm strike, they could no longer sit still.
In any case, these Demon Venerables were going to die. It made little difference whether Wei Fan killed them or they did.
"Good! Help me, Your Highnesses!"
At those words, the Xuanhe Sect Holy Son gritted his teeth and poured demon essence into the king weapon.
Another reason he had hesitated to use the king weapon was that a weapon of this level belonged exclusively to king-level experts. Forcing it into action without sufficient cultivation could very likely drain its wielder dry.
Even as a Seven-Colored Golden Body cultivator, his power was pitifully insignificant before a king weapon. The further one progressed in martial cultivation, the greater the gap between each realm became.
Across the entire Wasteland, there might be not thousands, but certainly hundreds of Martial Venerable experts. Yet king-level martial experts could be counted on both hands.