The battle halberd gradually settled, no longer trembling, yet emanating a weighty pressure like a prison.
Qing Chen slowly loosened his tightly clenched hands, then gripped the halberd's shaft firmly again.
In an instant, an irresistible surge of power poured up his arms and straight into his heart.
This power far surpassed what it had been before, as though the battle halberd now shared his thoughts and was linked to him by blood;
the two complemented each other, seamlessly united.
He tried a gentle swing of the battle halberd, only to see the wind raised by its blade carve five deep furrows into the secret chamber's stone wall like a keen blade.
Not only had the Pojun Battle Halberd regained the might of a mid-grade magic treasure;
having devoured more Golden Core killing intent than required, its power had actually surpassed even the Radiant Night Sword, the sect-guarding treasure of the Radiant Night Palace!
Even compared with the Immortal-Locking Gourd summoned by the three White Bone Demon Mara Banners at present, it was superior, not inferior!
If he further augmented it with the power of the Seven-Petaled Demon Lotus, wielding it with his Indestructible Vajra physique, and faced those two female immortals again;
even without using the Vajra Mound, Qing Chen was confident he could break their divine abilities one by one!
"Hmph! Even that old fellow Wan Hun at minor completion late Golden Core, or that bald donkey Jingxin, is no match for me!
"As for Dharma Master Huishan, the Grand Elder of the Cold Mountain Temple, and Yin Corpse True Person, the Deputy Sect Master of the Three Corpse Demon Sect, both at peak Golden Core, they are worth testing my hand against. Only a fight will tell!"
A cold smile curled Qing Chen's lips.
"Besides, I still