394 Bring it on

"Hoo~"

Amidst a surge of energy, a phantom emerged from the dagger.

Deng Yuxiang paused his movement of pouring wine, and Lu Ran immediately turned to look.

A spirit of the dagger?

It was a female figure, seemingly twenty-seven or eight years old, with cold indifference written all over her face.

She wore a white cloak and hood, with strands of long hair drifting beside her face, giving a somewhat melancholic beauty.

Presumably, this was the original owner's form of the divine weapon.

But when the artifact spirit saw the man being executed on his knees, there was finally a change in her expression.

She smiled.

It was a triumphant smile of ultimate revenge!

She looked on for a full ten seconds before turning to face Lu and Deng.

Especially towards Lu Ran!

Her smile vanished, replaced by a hostile expression, as if sensing his possession of multiple divine weapons.

"Come." Deng Yuxiang extended his hand, signaling the dagger to fly over.