Song qingxiao's voice was as soft as a mosquito's in the air, but Gu wuxiang and number seven, who were in the formation, were not ordinary people. They heard her call immediately.
Number seven turned around. His face was pale and his eyes were filled with surprise. He did not expect song qingxiao to survive the aftermath of the previous attack.
The skull in his hand was forged from a broken bone of an ancient weapon Grandmaster. It contained a wisp of the weapon Grandmaster's remnant soul, and it could summon the weapon Grandmaster's true body after being activated by demonic Qi.
Just as Gu wuxiang had said, even if it was just a trace of a demonic soul, the full-force attack of the weapon Grandmaster's remnant body that was summoned would at least have the strength of a mid-tier nascent soul stage cultivator!
