The elder didn't answer, instead furrowing his brows.
The Cold Abyss Blade was not on Xu Yan, could he have thrown it away?
But how could that be possible, that was a Divine Artifact!
Was it hidden somewhere?
"Reveal the whereabouts of the Cold Abyss Blade, and I'll grant you a quick end!"
The elder said coldly.
Xu Yan smiled, waved his hand, and produced the Cold Abyss Blade.
"This broken blade, if you have the ability, come and take it back."
Immediately, he stuffed the Cold Abyss Blade back into his Storage Ring.
The elder was shocked beyond measure.
That wasn't a Storage Bag and it could store a Divine Artifact?
"Death comes!"
The elder growled lowly, his white hair flying, and a flush appearing on his aged face.
A cold, deathly aura surged out, and he threw a fierce punch towards Xu Yan.
Xu Yan unleashed a sword strike that enveloped everything with the Mountain and River.
Boom!
The mountain and river collapsed, the elder closed in, throwing another punch.
