"I was wondering why a twelve-hundred-year-old Blackwood Snake-Gall Fruit could remain completely intact, without being destroyed by passing exotic beasts."
The instant Yang Ling turned, he had already donned the Heavenly Wolf Divine Weapon Armor and reached out to grab.
A shower of sparks flew.
The once razor-sharp flying sword had its edge bent by his merciless iron grip.
The flying sword began trembling wildly, trying to break free.
But Yang Ling's strength had now surpassed a thousand points!
With the strength bonus from the Heavenly Wolf Divine Weapon Armor itself, attribute points alone could not measure his current strength.
Held in such a powerful grip, the flying sword could not escape Yang Ling's five fingers, no matter what its master did.
Crack!
The entire flying sword suddenly shattered and exploded, every fragment carving a deep furrow into the nearby ground.
Some fragments struck Yang Ling, scraping out showers of sparks.
The densely packed scales of the Heavenly Wolf Divine Weapon Armor were like genuine Fire Flood Dragon Scales, without the slightest trace of damage!
Beneath the wolf-head helmet, a hint of coldness appeared in Yang Ling's eyes.
What kind of hero skulked in the shadows launching sneak attacks!
He had already guessed where his attacker came from.
"So remnants of your White Bone Cave are still hiding on this island."
"Weren't you so imposing when you came to Fire Flood Dragon Island to threaten the Crimson-Refined Fire Flood Dragon Sect?"
"And now all you can do is attack from the shadows?"
"Keep hiding. I'll drag you out. I've had my eye on the Small Flying Sword Technique for a long time!"
Yang Ling's mental perception abruptly spread outward.
Amplified by the Heavenly Wolf Divine Weapon Armor, not a rustle within dozens of li could escape his awareness.
If an