When An Fengrui heard Shen Lang was about to show him something, the Xuanwu Realm Third Heaven master grew even more vigilant.
Shen Lang casually tossed out an oddly shaped weapon, which embedded itself in the tabletop to his left.
The weapon was dazzlingly bright, its entire body gleaming. It was only two feet long, with a sword-like tip. One side was a sharp, straight edge, while the other was serrated.
At first glance, it appeared ancient and grand, yet it also exuded a uniquely sinister aura.
The moment his eyes fell upon it, An Fengrui was stunned. He could feel an incomparable power emanating from the strange weapon!
He was about to speak when a strange roar echoed in his mind, and his thoughts immediately became muddled and sluggish.
'Not good, it's a trap!'
An Fengrui felt his entire body go weak, his head swimming. He couldn't even lift his arms. The shock was immense!
