A trace of suspicion flashed across Lord Mo's eyes. Although he had not used all his strength in that move just now, it was still an attack that could not be ignored, not to mention that the dagger was made of black iron from the Zhuge family. It could cut through iron like mud and was not much inferior to the Coiled Dragon Stone. It was actually bent by that force just like that?
This was…
The sharp whistling continued. Ordinary people could not hear it, but to experts, it was like a sharp awl that pierced straight into their minds.
"Ah—" The Saintess covered her head and fell to the cold ground in pain.
Lord Mo had the strength of a peak Level Five Asura King. Although he could not block this scream, he still felt a trace of discomfort.
In the tomb, the Gu King's pressure was everywhere.
