"My King-Slaying Halberd!"
"Pfft!"
The immortal artifact, the King-Slaying Halberd, was directly refined by Fang Yu into the Eightfold Pagoda, making Li Zha, son of Heavenly King Li, spit out a mouthful of old blood.
Young Master Muye, son of the Central Great Emperor, was both shocked and delighted to see his old rival Li Zha lose the immortal artifact, the King-Slaying Halberd.
What shocked him was Fang Yu's terrifying strength. Even his father, the Central Great Emperor, ruler of the Central Great World and the foremost expert among the three thousand great worlds, might not necessarily be able to kill him.
What delighted him was that his archenemy Li Zha had lost the immortal artifact, the King-Slaying Halberd. His strength would certainly plummet, and his status would decline greatly as well. He would no longer be able to contend against him.
But all of that depended on whether the two of them could escape Fang Yu alive.
"Muye, what are you standing around for? Why haven't you attacked? Do you want all of us to die by his hand?" Li Zha roared furiously at Young Master Muye after spitting out that mouthful of blood.
Hearing his old rival Li Zha's plea for help, Young Master Muye knew that he had to make a move. At the very least, they had to hold on until their fathers arrived; only then would they have a sliver of hope.
Thus, he wasted no words.
Whoosh!
In an instant, a bronze sword appeared in his hand. It was an immortal artifact, one that appeared utterly ordinary and devoid of any flashy embellishments.
The only eye-catching thing was the strange sheen flowing along the sword's sharp edge.
The moment it appeared, its exposed edge shot forth, sweeping up a torrent of immortal astral energy.