The holy weapon brought a strong sense of confidence to the five people because it was a weapon used by Saints, possessing immense power comparable to a strike from a Saint himself.
If even such power couldn't kill Ye Qiu, they wouldn't need to struggle anymore and might as well surrender.
Holy weapon!
It turns out their trump card was the holy weapon before them. Ye Qiu had first heard of the term from the mouth of an elder from the Black Fiend Cult. The people of the Black Fiend Cult were vicious, using the bodies of Saints as weapons.
However, in the end, Ye Qiu intercepted it, making it his Saint clone, instead completing his setup.
Now, the five people took out two pieces of holy weapons. Ye Qiu could guess these were definitely the weapons of the Saints behind their sect. No wonder they dared to come knowing he had a powerful Saint clone. Their confidence lay in the holy weapons.
"Ye Fantian, prepare to die next."
