Almost the instant the Primordial War God Sword flew out, Miao Wei moved and gripped it tightly in his hand.
"Hehe!!"
The corners of his lips curled up in a sinister smile. "As expected of the Chaos Spirit Treasure, the Primordial War God Sword. This power is truly incomparably pure."
"Buzz~"
"Buzz~"
The Primordial War God Sword tried to break free from his restraint.
Unfortunately!!
No matter how it struggled... it was all in vain...
"Hehe, if I had obtained the Primordial War God Sword back then, the Temple of War God would have been mine."
"..."
Miao Wei did not continue attacking Chu Tianran. Instead, he studied the longsword in his hand with a face full of excitement.
"Cough, cough!"
Chu Tianran rose from the ground, her face pale and exceedingly unsightly.
"Miao... Miao Wei... was your goal to obtain the Primordial War God Sword?"
Though her face was pale and weak, she radiated a bone-piercing killing intent.
Under that killing intent, it was as though even space would freeze solid.
"Hehe!" Miao Wei was amused by Chu Tianran's words.
"Chu Tianran, Chu Tianran... what am I supposed to say about you?"
"Hmph!"
"Big breasts and no brains. You look like quite the clever person, so how could you ask something like that?"
As he spoke, the smile vanished from Miao Wei's face, replaced by utter coldness. "Did I want the Primordial War God Sword? I clearly wanted your life."
"You..." The corner of Chu Tianran's eye twitched, and her expression grew even uglier.
"Hahaha!" Seeing Chu Tianran's frustrated appearance, Miao Wei burst into hearty laughter once more.
"Chu Tianran, did you never expect that you would one day end up like this?"
"Huh?"
"Hahaha!"
"..."
"Hahaha!"
"..."
Everything Miao Wei had painstakingly built... had now crumbled to dust.