Yet just as he was about to seize the short sword, it suddenly vanished. In the next instant, it appeared in the space on the other side, its blade trembling and humming as sword light surged forth and slashed toward Si Kong Hong's body.
Golden Divine Radiance bloomed across Si Kong Hong's body, as though he had donned a suit of golden armor, indestructible as he allowed the short sword to strike his body, producing a series of ringing clangs.
"Break!"
Si Kong Hong snorted coldly. Endless Flame Rules suddenly surged from his body, and in an instant, he transformed entirely into a pure furnace of flames, enveloping the short sword within. The short sword let out waves of mournful cries, as though enduring immense pain.
"Clang, clang..." The short sword danced wildly. Each time it slashed against the flaming furnace, it drew traces of blood. Though the short sword trembled incessantly, it did not shatter.
Clearly, the short sword was of an extremely high grade, far surpassing ordinary imperial weapons. Even Quasi-Saint weapons could not compare to it.
Si Kong Hong's expression became incomparably unsightly. As a peak seventh-level expert, he could not even deal with a single short sword. It made him feel utterly humiliated.
Yet how could he have known that the short sword had been forged from the Demon Suppressing Divine Bell? It was itself a top-grade Saint artifact, and with the formation patterns left behind by a Saint within it, its power was peerless. How could ordinary Quasi-Saint weapons possibly be mentioned in the same breath?
Si Kong Hong pressed his palms together. Behind him, an ancient Flame Hand Seal faintly appeared. The seal seemed to contain terrifying majesty, as though an unrivaled divine king had descended into the world, suppressing the eight desolations and