Xu Zhou did not hesitate and immediately mobilized his spiritual power to suppress it.
"Roar!"
The blade transformed into a golden giant dragon, roaring angrily towards Xu Zhou.
This roar carried with it an incredibly terrifying pressure, almost tangible, making Xu Zhou's will start to falter.
"Hmph!"
Xu Zhou let out a cold snort, operating his spiritual cultivation technique, as his strong martial will, condensed by spiritual power, pressed forward.
Martial will is an intangible thing, but at this moment, it seemed to transform into a great mountain, suppressing the giant dragon.
The giant dragon collided with the mountain, both constantly dissolving.
This was not only a process of suppression but also one of subjugation.
If Xu Zhou's martial will was not strong enough, he would have been counter-suppressed by the divine weapon's will, ultimately losing his consciousness and becoming a muddle-headed wreck.
