Chương 1882: The Kings Break Godlight

Han Sen kept swinging his Knife Blank, as if he was mowing down swathes of grass. He cut down endless numbers of Purgatory Beasts and the ghoulish arms.

"Little Han, what are you using? That is exceptionally good." Wang Yuhang's mouth hung wide open.

"It's nothing. It might be useful right now, but it is difficult to tell how well it will fare if higher-level Purgatory Beasts rear their heads. Come on, let's run." Han Sen led everyone towards the hall.

Han Sen knew the Knife Blank did not possess special powers. After all, it was simply the child of a knife, and it wasn't an actual knife. Its spirit was still weak, and it was still growing.

But that Knife Blank could very well be deified. That was because only items and weaponry of the same tier could defeat the Purgatory Beasts. That was how he was able to defeat the creatures and the arms.

Han Sen still had to decide how hard he wished to hit each creature he came against, though.