"Who said that the Zither of Dawn Moon is useless to me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Dragonslayer Heaven Sword flew out from the Samsara Graveyard and shot toward the Zither of Dawn Moon!
At the same time, Ye Chen's fingers formed a seal. The Immortal Lord's scabbard refining technique rang out in his mind.
Flames surged out of his body, which then spread toward the Zither of Dawn Moon!
At the same time, he stabbed the Dragonslayer Heaven Sword into the zither, destroying it!
No one expected Ye Chen to do this!
Even if the zither was useless to him, there was no need to destroy it like this. It was an ancient spiritual artifact!
Qiu Dao's smile suddenly froze, and an invisible fury swept out.
"Brat, how dare you destroy my Zither of Dawn Moon! You're courting death!"
A hysterical roar rang out. This zither was a great opportunity for Qiu Dao, and he had been determined to obtain it.
