"How is this possible?"
The long-haired man stared dumbfounded at the Soul-gathering Flag, split in two, disbelief filling his eyes.
You see, his Soul-gathering Flag was a Low Grade True Artifact that had undergone a century of his spirit refinement and contained countless Yin souls.
Under normal circumstances, even when facing a rather ordinary Mid Grade True Artifact, this Soul-gathering Flag would usually have the upper hand.
But now...
No sooner had the long-haired man thought this than he discovered, to his horror, that Zhu Fei's fingertips had once again condensed a wisp of golden Flame Sword Light!
"No! Don't! Hou Boss, and Brother Che, save me quickly!"
The long-haired man screamed miserably. Just as he attempted to flee, he saw the wisp of golden Flame Sword Light from Zhu Fei's fingertips magnify in his pupils!
