Under the gloomy sky, the Grand Ancestor Divine Weapon, glowing with brilliance, seemed to possess a spirit of its own, whirled joyfully around Zhao Douan, and placed itself into his hand.
"Taia Sword!"
Outside the barrier, everyone who joined forces to open the passageway appeared solemn.
They were increasingly certain that the Empress in the courtyard was likely at a critical stage, otherwise she wouldn't have lent the sword to Zhao Douan a second time.
Tian Hai squinted his three eyes, but showed no fear, and merely stared relentlessly at this Divine Weapon, mockingly saying:
"A fame-chasing hypocrite, I heard you once defeated the Qingshan Disciples, and thought you had improved. Now it seems you still dare not face me head-on in battle."
What... are you out of your mind? You guys came as a group to attack me, and it's wrong for me to use a powerful weapon? Besides, isn't the Six Paths Stick you're holding of noteworthy origin too? Zhao Douan rolled his eyes with disdain: