Having been provoked, Zhou Wuming could not afford the slightest mishap now, otherwise all his previous efforts would be reduced to nothingness. With a slight wave of his hand, a crimson blade instantly materialized, held tightly in his grasp. The light upon the blade grew increasingly intense, carrying an indescribable grievance and a murderous aura.
"A crimson blade? Could this be an evil weapon?" Lu Yun's gaze grew sharp, his emotions surging.
"Haha, it seems you know quite a lot!" Zhou Wuming laughed heartily, the crimson blade waving behind him like scattering blood-red petals.
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