"Clang clang clang..."
The sound of knives echoed in the great hall.
Chen An unleashed his full power, the silver blade aura slashing towards the Demon Refining Pot like a streak of cold light!
"Ant!"
Xiao Jue slowly opened his eyes, sending a stream of spiritual power towards the Demon Refining Pot.
"Boom!"
A shadowy figure spewed out from the Demon Refining Pot.
"Bang!"
The shadow and blade aura shattered simultaneously.
Chen An was stunned, his full-force strike couldn't even shake the Demon Refining Pot!
Despair!
Never before had he felt such despair.
Even facing a Demon Realm threat in the Human Realm, he hadn't felt this way.
"You can live a bit longer, once this king refines the Donghuang Bell, I'll see you off."
"Oh, and by the way!"
"This king will personally deliver your corpse to Chen Xuan."
"Hope he likes it!"
Xiao Jue revealed a cruel smile, not even aware of it himself.
Fu Tian was dead!
