A few dozen breaths later.
A deafening clang rang out. The ground shook, and clouds of dust billowed in every direction.
Chu Ge's massive foot came down hard on the Sun-Moon Wheel, trampling the Lin family's divine weapon beneath him.
The man's luminous face could do nothing now but seethe with helpless rage. He could barely struggle, and the strange power he managed to unleash was like scratching an itch through a boot to Chu Ge—utterly ineffective.
Just then, the Sun-Moon Wheel's light dimmed, and a woman's soft, feminine face appeared in its place. To Chu Ge's astonishment, she winked at him seductively, her coy, smoky-eyed manner quite alluring.
But when Chu Ge looked closely, he found the woman's face seemed five or six parts similar to Lin Tao's.
The thought sent a chill through him. He stomped down hard several more times, making the Sun-Moon Wheel clang and shudder beneath his feet. Its light flickered a few times, then faded completely.
"With a disgusting, slutty face like that, you're nowhere near as seductive as Xiao Qian. You think you can tempt me?"
Chu Ge snorted, moved his foot, then kicked the Sun-Moon Wheel out of the pit.
After making sure there was no more danger, he reached out and grabbed the divine weapon, offering it up as a sacrifice.
The dragon-bell tattoo on his wrist suddenly lit up.
At once, male and female faces appeared on the front and back of the previously still Sun-Moon Wheel. Both wore expressions of terror and fury, resisting fiercely as the weapon buzzed and trembled.
In that instant, one side of Chu Ge's palm turned icy cold, while the other burned.
His thoughts slowed at once.
His mind seemed to be abruptly pulled into a vast space, and the world around him appeared