Bab 401: Chapter 386: Fist Death of Innate

"Sorcerer, please take action!" At this point, Xia Hao seemed to have no interest in talking to Chu Mo anymore. He turned to Yin Ming and said with folded fists, "Kill him without question!"

Yin Ming's brows furrowed, a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes. In a blink, he appeared in front of Chu Mo. A glint of icy light emerged from his hand, revealing his weapon - a tiny sword, no bigger than a palm!

The sword may be small, but the aura it radiated was astoundingly powerful, and it was aimed straight at Chu Mo's face.

This tiny sword was crafted from rare materials that Yin Ming spent over ten years seeking. It wasn't that he didn't want to forge a long sword; he simply didn't have enough material. Even so, many influential figures envied and coveted this small sword, willing to pay a high price for it.

As Yin Ming faced Chu Mo, he feigned nonchalance and indifference verbally, but deep down, he was very cautious.