"Xue Wudi, do you think you're the only one with a top-grade Ancient Fierce Weapon?"
Ye Mo's eyes narrowed coldly, and with a thought, he communicated with Hong Ling. Both Hong Ling and Qiu Qiu fully unleashed their aura, and an overwhelming pressure of an Ancient Fierce Weapon erupted.
An astonishing spirituality directly suppressed the power of the Blood Light Soul-Devouring Blade.
"Such formidable power! I didn't expect the weapon in Ye Mo's hand to possess such powerful spiritual pressure."
"This time, it's truly uncertain who will win or lose."
Numerous formidable figures sensed the sudden burst of spirituality from the Blood Fiend Spear and exclaimed in shock.
Even Xue Wudi was taken aback. His Blood Light Soul-Devouring Blade could only reach the level of a top-grade Ancient Fierce Weapon by absorbing his bloodline. Unexpectedly, Ye Mo's Blood Fiend Spear possessed similar power.
"Blood Fiend Return!"
