The unicorn's horn snapped, and a silver pearl of light flew out.
This pearl could help one step into the ninth level of the Origin Spirit Realm.
Han Muye reached out and grabbed the bead. He took a step forward, put away his spear, and landed in front of the Golden Crow formed by Han Shan.
The Golden Crow spread its wings and protected his body.
"If you want to fight to the death, come."
Putting away his spear, Han Muye turned to the hill and spoke calmly.
His hand slowly reached forward.
This was the starting gesture of riding a sword to kill the enemy.
If these experts from the various races really rushed over, he would not hold back.
He could feel the low hum of the swords in the All Infinite Sword Case behind him.
Longing to kill.
In the end, it was a sword. It was a killing weapon.
Should he snatch it?
The experts of the various races looked at each other with gloomy expressions.
