SIZZ!
Netherworld Illusion Butterflies flew out one by one from the Holy Spear [Netherworld Illusion Butterfly], landing on Shu Feng's right hand and causing a sharp, intense pain.
'Rejection? The rumors are true after all; the Seven Great Holy Spears really do choose their wielders. But since it has no master, I can bear this little bit of backlash.'
Shu Feng's gaze sharpened, and he immediately stored [Netherworld Illusion Butterfly] in his Storage Ring.
Until it acknowledged a master, [Netherworld Illusion Butterfly] was nothing more than a liability to Shu Feng.
"Wen Shuhao is such useless trash! He couldn't even take you down while holding [Netherworld Illusion Butterfly]! Completely worthless!"
A cold light flashed in Zhang Xiaochu's eyes. He took out a Token and unleashed the terrifying Spiritual Pressure of a Half-Saint, frantically pouring his Spiritual Power into it.
