The moment Shi Feng’s finger made contact with the system window, the pitch-black Abyssal Blade released a dragon’s roar.
The deafening roar sounded as if an actual dragon stood before Shi Feng right now.
With such a ferocious roar, even the birds in flight were petrified, falling out of the sky one after another.
Immediately after letting out the dragon’s roar, the Abyssal Blade struggled free from Shi Feng’s hand and flew into the air.
In the blink of an eye, the pitch-black Abyssal Blade transformed into a cloud of black mist that devoured the eleven sacrificial weapons.
As it consumed the weapons, Shi Feng could also hear a strong heartbeat coming from the black mist. It was as if an ancient creature was awakening. A terrifying aura washed over Shi Feng and his surroundings; the nearby greenery even withered.
