Chapter 232: The Undying Nether Emperor (13)
Everyone froze in shock.
What was happening? The weapon spirit had actually called that peerless fiendish crow "Master"?
The expert holding the Confucian Sword Saint's inheritance roared in fury, "What are you doing? I am the rightful successor of the Confucian Sword Saint!"
He held the inheritance in his hands, yet the weapon spirit had acknowledged someone else as its master?
The golden-robed boy turned his head. His black-and-white pupils transformed into brilliant gold, devoid of any emotion.
"Ant, are you questioning me?"
The expert holding the inheritance felt as if he had been struck by lightning. For a brief instant, he sensed he was about to be erased from existence.
Seeing how weak and pathetic the man was, the golden-robed boy's eyes flashed with disdain.
"Trash."