Gu Chen fiercely pointed, hitting the gigantic, mountain-like golden sacred sword with his fleshly body, issuing a clanging sound that seemed capable of shattering the heavens.
A crystal-clear drop of blood slid from the tip of Gu Chen's finger, causing his brow to furrow slightly.
"Huh?!"
Jin Lie was greatly shocked. He knew that this was the sacred artifact left to him by his father, the Peng Emperor, which accompanied his growth. It even had a chance to become a Dao weapon if it were to fuse with the ultimate divine items like the Solar Immortal Gold.
Although its current grade was not high, it was nonetheless nurtured by one of the supreme beings of the heavens, incomparable in both sturdiness and sharpness. How could it fail to even injure Gu Chen?
Jin Lie racked his brains but could not understand.
At that moment, Gu Chen spoke, "Making me bleed will come at a price."
