Chapter 575: Stronger Than the Saintess

The fire of hatred in Harta's heart had been fully ignited. With one blow, he only forced the gray-robed elder back a few steps, completely unaware of just how shocked the elder truly was. The elder's weapon, an entirely pitch-black spear, was also a Great Saint weapon, but after that strike, it actually had a thumb-sized chip in it. Around the chip, tiny cracks had started to spread. How could he not be stunned? Everyone knew that Great Saint weapons, even with differences in quality, almost never...