Attempting to grab the War God Whip with his bare hands? That's far too audacious, isn't it? After all, that's an Eighth Grade Chaotic Mixed-Rank Treasure, isn't Ren Changsheng just seeking his own death?
"Arrogant boy, you're courting death!"
Golden Saint's eyes were also filled with immense anger. That youngster, he was defying him, daring to catch his War God Whip with his bare hands; Ren Changsheng clearly did not take him seriously at all.
"Rip!"
But in the next moment, a burst of light filled the eyes of everyone present. When the War God Whip landed in Ren Changsheng's hands, the anticipated scene of his arm getting pulverized did not occur.
Only to see that youngster.
He had grasped the War God Whip, with sparks flying off it, as if the palm of that youngster wasn't flesh, but a Chaotic Mixed-Rank Treasure comparable to the War God Whip.
"Get lost!"
"Boom!"
