"Take it! This Divine Artifact, the Death God Scythe, originally belongs to your ancestors, and it is only right for you to wield it!" Shi Feng said to Lingg Yefeng.
This Death God Scythe has accompanied Shi Feng in battles for a year. In this year's time, Shi Feng has used it to slay many powerful warriors. Though he cherished it, since it belongs to the ancestors of his disciple Lingg Yefeng, it should naturally be possessed by him.
"Hmm!" Hearing Shi Feng's words, Lingg Yefeng nodded heavily, reaching out with his right hand to grasp the Death God Scythe that hovered in front of him.
The moment Lingg Yefeng's right hand touched the scythe's handle, a surge of information flowed into his mind like a tide.
Jing Tianyu, who possessed Divine Power, was already dead. At this moment, Shi Feng turned his head to look at the region of light ahead, at the Bright Army there.
