Holding the Red Moon in his hands, Li Chen's expression grew solemn.
Gently pulling out a section of the scabbard, Li Chen could feel a strange power circling around the Red Moon, a power that was extremely malevolent.
Merely by grasping the handle of the Red Moon for a moment, Li Chen felt that malevolent power incessantly burrowing into his body.
Moreover, this was happening without him having fully drawn the Red Moon.
"This indeed is a Demon Weapon..."
Looking at the Red Moon, Li Chen's facial expression began to change.
For Li Chen right now, what he desired most was power. Though the Red Moon was peculiar, he seemed to have no other choice at this point.
He could sense the sword's bizarre nature, and if he used it over an extended period, perhaps he would also be contaminated by the malevolent aura within it.