The energy dispersed swiftly, vanishing completely into thin air within moments.
I fixed my gaze on the elderly man before me, speaking with icy detachment, "If you don't show your ace card now, I'm afraid you'll lose the opportunity."
The old man's expression immediately turned grave.
He hadn't anticipated that this young man before him would possess such overwhelming power.
As the old man stepped back twice, a bracelet suddenly glowed in his grasp.
The bracelet radiated a mighty and ancient energy, and the instant it appeared, a suffocating pressure filled the atmosphere.
"A Martial Saint Weapon?" I lifted my eyebrows, apparently identifying the item.
The old man smirked, "You're quite knowledgeable! Exactly, what I hold is a Martial Saint Weapon! If you're wise, get on your knees and plead for mercy now, and I'll grant you a quick death!"
"So that's your trump card, the Martial Saint Weapon," I replied icily.
