He showed not a hint of fear, but rather a touch of amusement.
One must know that the rod in Pan Hao's hand is a sacred object within the sect. This alone far surpasses the longsword in Lin Chen's hand, at least in Pan Hao's mind.
But little did he know, the longsword in Lin Chen's hand was no ordinary weapon!
It was his longtime companion, and the other sword, once wielded by Lu Kang, although its origins were unclear, it did not seem mediocre.
Lin Chen's gaze was icy, for a strong person possesses the confidence of the strong. Even though Lin Chen might not match Pan Hao's true form, he felt no fear at all.
After all, the Pan Hao before him was merely a residual consciousness!
The sword's edge descended, unleashing an awe-inspiring force. This force was like a rainbow, and within Lin Chen's unseen body, an extraordinarily potent power emerged once more.
