Between words, Ghost Spirit exuded extreme confidence in his own background, seemingly certain that even with a divine artifact in hand, Feng Tao would be unable to shake the roots of the power standing behind him.
This exchange caused the already tense atmosphere to escalate sharply, the air heavy with the scent of gunpowder. On one side stood Feng Tao, holding an ancient divine artifact and swearing to avenge his brother; on the other, Ghost Spirit, relying on his influence and refusing to yield an inch. The collision of these two forces seemed to herald a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering confrontation. The sky over Li Tian City grew gloomier, as if foreshadowing an approaching storm.
Facing Ghost Spirit’s arrogant retort, Feng Tao did not shrink back. Instead, a look of excitement appeared on his face, his eyes flashing with a resolute light. He replied in a clear, ringing voice: "Fine! Since you have such a big mouth, and I have only just returned from my training and am not yet fully aware of the true power of this Xuanyuan Axe, let me use you to test the sharpness of this blade."
Chapter 1168