The elder did not reply, but furrowed his brows instead.
The Cold Absolute Blade was not on Xu Yan, could he have thrown it away?
But how could that be possible? It was a Divine Artifact after all!
Had he hidden it somewhere?
"Declare the whereabouts of the Cold Absolute Blade, and I will grant you a swift end!"
The elder spoke coldly.
Xu Yan smirked. With a wave of his hand, he drew out the Cold Absolute Blade.
"If you think you're capable, come and snatch back this useless blade."
At once, he stowed the Cold Absolute Blade back into the Storage Ring.
The elder was utterly astonished.
Wasn't that a Storage Bag that could hold Divine Artifacts?
"Die now!"
The elder growled, his white hair dancing wildly, and a red flush spread across his old face.
An aura intertwining both cold and death-like energy burst forth, and he sent forth a fierce punch towards Xu Yan.
Xu Yan countered with a sword strike that felt like it encompassed the entire landscape.
Boom!