Feng Xinyue hovered in the air, surrounded by golden divine light. That was the final radiance of the golden bell. With a simple touch, Feng Xinyue destroyed the terrifying Divine Emperor weapon, leaving everyone stunned into silence. Even Long Chen’s pupils contracted at the sight.0

Although Long Chen had guessed that Feng Xinyue’s power exceeded his understanding, he had not expected her to be capable of crushing a terrifying Divine Emperor weapon with a light tap.0

Blood dripped out of the pavilion master’s mouth. His face was pale, and his eyes were full of terror. That was his divine weapon, and having it shattered dealt a serious wound to his soul and Yuan ...0