The gamble wouldn't be enough to create ripples, but when it involved Immortal Weapons, even a Third Tier Epoch Giant who was only one step away from the Immortal Realm couldn't help but be shocked. The thing is, not all of them have Immortal Weapons.
Shen Mu's face twitched at Qin Yuan's words. He looked at him with an astonished expression. Maybe want to distinguish whether he is stupid or indeed full of confidence.
"Afraid?" Qin Yuan said before he could respond.
"You." In the end, only the word left his mouth.
"It seems your Clan isn't as great as the rumors say," Qin Yuan added, provoking him further.
This time, he responded with a cold snort.
"Why should I be afraid, do you know how many Immortal Weapons my clan has," he said as he took out something, a translucent silver sword.
Its aura was suppressed, but space within the large area was still vibrating as it appeared.
Many Giant Epochs were drooling when they saw the sword.
