"Saber!"
The Confucian knife in Zhao Shou's hand whizzed out.
As it flew, it turned from emitting a faint clear light to a ball of light that looked like a meteorite. The clear light surged, filling the entire universe with clear air.
It was rare for this carving knife to burst out with such a powerful force.
At this moment, it seemed to be a true Supreme magical weapon.
Zhao Shou's eyes glowed with a mix of emotions. He looked at the Nine-Tailed Fox and said, "
"Weren't you curious why I objected to Xu Qi 'an summoning the Confucian saint's soul?"
The Nine-Tailed celestial Fox's gaze did not leave the distance, and there were two clear lines of tears on her fair and beautiful face. She said lightly, "
"Summoning the Confucian Saint will bring him irreparable damage."
Zhao Shou nodded and said slowly, "
