Supreme Being of the Same Rank

How could this be possible? There could not be such a coincidence. What kind of person could make a weapon so alike—even its aura was identical? This was something that simply should not exist.

The only possibility was that this Heaven-Piercing Halberd was Jian Tianmo's bonded weapon.

Chen Fan's expression darkened as he looked at the man and asked coldly, "Where did you get this battle halberd?"

The young man paused slightly, then a trace of suspicion appeared on his face. "Could this thing be yours?" He immediately shook his head again. "No, this Heaven-Piercing Halberd was abandoned here a year ago. It can't be yours."

"I never said it was mine. I'm only asking where you got it." Chen Fan frowned deeply. The halberd had been abandoned a year ago—did that mean Jian Tianmo had likely come here as well? Something might have happened along the way; otherwise, he would never have discarded his bonded weapon.

But that seemed unlikely as well. How had Jian Tianmo discovered these ruins? Or did he truly have some extraordinary existence behind him?

The young man shook his head and sneered. "I'm afraid you still don't understand your own situation. You dare question me?"

With that, he swung the Heaven-Piercing Halberd. A tremendous force tore open the void and cleaved down at Chen Fan's head.

Chen Fan's face hardened. He summoned the Wuya Sword and said coldly, "The one who doesn't understand the situation is probably you."

Whoosh!

In an instant, the Wuya Sword turned into a streak of light, leaving Chen Fan's hand and charging straight into the Heaven-Piercing Halberd.

Clang!

With a piercing tremor, the Heaven-Piercing Halberd in the young man's hand was sent flying. Even the web between his thumb and forefinger split open. His expression changed abruptly, filled with