Meanwhile, Pei Mianman and the other women were also asking Jing Teng about the magic weapon. After all, he was no ordinary person; he had suppressed so many powerful demons before, so he might know something about it.

Jing Teng glanced at Pei Mianman sideways, thinking to himself that this woman wouldn't even call him "sister" a moment ago, but now she's calling him "sister" this and "sister" that, her behavior is so obsequious, it's laughable.

She gave a soft hum before saying, "I've never seen it before either, but this thing looks somewhat like something from a legend..."

Zuan frowned in the sky, as if he had thought of something. With a wave of his hand, golden ripples appeared all over the sky, and circular sword formations appeared in the air. Golden sword qi phantoms slowly emerged from the sword formations.

In the blink of an eye, countless golden weapon phantoms filled the sky, and the next second those weapons surged towards the demon lord in the center like a tidal wave.

The howling force of the weapon would not be enough to destroy a living being; even the tallest mountain in the world would be flattened and crushed into dust and debris by the sheer number of weapons.

To everyone's astonishment, all the weapons, halfway through their charge, suddenly lost power and plummeted straight down from the sky.

Those weapons were originally formed from divine weapon manuals using special spiritual energy, and they all dissipated after falling to the ground.

Seeing this, Pei Mianman and the others were on tenterhooks. Azu had unleashed several powerful moves, but they were all easily neutralized by the Demon Lord. It seemed that the situation was not in his favor.

At this moment, Zu'an's gaze fell on the copper coin above the Demon Lord's head, revealing an expression of "I knew it!": "So it's the Treasure-Dropping Copper Coin, no wonder!"