The Staff of Destiny

The shock hit him suddenly.

Stunned, Arthur stood where he was.

Arthur had never taken this fellow who thought that he could do whatever he pleased just because he had an artifact in hand seriously, even when Ye Qingxuan detonated the Lance of the Dragon Slayer on his own accord.

But he didn't expect that, with the artifact in hand, Ye Qingxuan really did as he pleased...

After expending so much effort, not even hesitating to use the Lance of the Dragon Slayer as a consumable, what Ye Qingxuan desired was not victory, but to walk up to Arthur and give him a crisp slap in the face?

A slap in the face!

After the shock that didn't even last for an instant, what rose as an immediate effect was an unprecedented violent fury.

Arthur roared.

His rage possessed material form, with Firebird being the medium. It caused the huge sun of darkness in the sky to tremble wildly, and a loud rumble burst forth.