"Tang Chen consumed much of the Asura Divine Power within the Asura Demon Sword during that battle, but what remains still cannot be ignored."
"With our strength alone, I'm afraid we cannot erase the divine power within the Asura Demon Sword."
This was no time for jokes. Qin Xiao's expression was extremely grave.
"If that's the case, this really is a considerable problem." Bo Saixi frowned deeply, staring at the Asura Demon Sword. "It truly is a hot potato. We cannot keep it, cannot destroy it, and certainly cannot leave it alone and let it return to Tang Chen, fanning the flames of his ferocity."
"We certainly cannot let it return to Tang Chen!"
Qin Xiao remained resolute.
The importance of a divine artifact was beyond question. Aside from its formidable destructive power, it was also essential to the path of the Divine Trials.
Without inheriting a divine artifact, one's godhood would be incomplete. One might even be unable to complete the Divine Trials at all.
Granted, Tang Chen was already gravely injured. Unless a miracle occurred, or that shameless old fellow, the Asura God, intervened in matters on the Douluo Continent, Tang Chen had no chance of completing his Godhood Inheritance.
But who knew whether Tang Chen would have the resolve to sever his own wrist to save his life, abandoning his Divine Trials and letting someone else complete them?
Holding on to the Asura Demon Sword meant cutting off everyone else's path to godhood.
"Why don't we work together?"
"We could each suppress the Asura Demon Sword for a time."
Bo Saixi felt this was their only option.
Suppressing it alone would certainly be too much for her.
That won't work either... Qin Xiao still had plenty to do. What was he supposed to do, drag around the