"My Golden Spirit Devil Saber..."
Wen Yuanfei still had blood at the corner of his mouth. Within these nine heavens, even if killed, one wouldn't truly die.
They would only be transmitted out and sent back to Taifeng City.
But it's different for Holy Weapons; if they're destroyed, they're truly destroyed.
The Golden Spirit Devil Saber was his most powerful Holy Weapon; over the years, he had gained significant fame in the Northern Desolate with this saber.
Now, with the saber destroyed, claiming not to be heartbroken would be a lie.
"Though we are at the same realm now, to me, you are too weak."
Mo Wangchen remained seated, never standing up from the beginning to end. As he spoke, the Dao Heaven Sword in his hand lightly trembled, and a sharp Sword Light slashed out, instantly falling upon Wen Yuanfei.
"Bang!"
His body exploded on the spot, dying tragically, and was transmitted out.
