"You damnable little b*stard!" Priest Sadness' soul was shaking. Abruptly, he opened his mouth and let out a stream of original life-force.
The bone pendant was a powerful treasure indeed, but it wasn't a defensive treasure. Instead, it aimed to hurt souls. Priest Sadness's soul was nailed in space by a sword light, and had been suffering an unbearable pain, as countless sword lights were going through his soul moment after moment. Under the pain, he wasn't thinking straight, and he let the bone pendant collide straight with the endless sword power in the sword formation. This was like throwing a precious mirror at a giant axe; without a doubt, the mirror would be the one shattered, not the tough axe!
Before Priest Sadness took the bone pendant back, tens of beams of formidable sword lights struck on the cracked bone pendant, as fast as lightning bolts.