The Giant Blade burned with purple-black demon flame, the intricate inscriptions on its blade flickering, every inch radiating an extraordinary aura.
A single slash descended, striking the Fish-Head General.
The fish scales that Pan Zhong had barely managed to break through with all his strength shattered into countless fragments beneath the Giant Blade. Purple demon flame wound along the blade and around the Fish-Head General, fiercely scorching his body.
A moment later.
A suit of armor fell to the ground, while the Fish-Head General who had worn it was utterly consumed by the demon flame.
"Whew..."
Wei Liu breathed in shallow pants. Clearly, that slash had taken a considerable toll on her. She slowly lowered her blade, dispersing both the Giant Blade and its flames. Her hideously twisted Evil Ghost Arm vanished as well, returning to its normal thickness.
"What supreme treasure did you just use?"
Surprise flickered in Zhang Yuan's eyes as he asked.
He had sensed the conceptual image of a Pre-Heaven Supreme Treasure in that Giant Blade. Yet, for one thing, Wei Liu was not a Sha Ingestion Gang Devoration Path Cultivator and could not activate a Pre-Heaven Supreme Treasure; for another, the Giant Blade had simply dissipated afterward rather than being retrieved by her.
It resembled a Pre-Heaven Supreme Treasure, yet was not one. This was his first encounter with such a method.
Wei Liu steadied her breathing. At Zhang Yuan's question, she rolled her eyes at him, showing no intention of answering. She took out a Fire Starter and rekindled the extinguished campfire, then sat cross-legged beside it in meditation. Whether she was cultivating or merely sitting in meditation was anyone's guess.
"A cold and aloof one, aren't you?"
Zhang Yuan was not annoyed by Wei Liu's attitude.
Her temperament was none of his business.