The Bronze Throne could actually be damaged, startling all the NPCs who were aware of its value;
Qian Xiaohao was filled with a sense of utter despair. The Bronze Throne was a token, possessing it proved one to be qualified to vie for one of the only ten professions.
"Damn, I don't know if we can still enter that place with the damaged Bronze Throne..." Qian Xiaohao was nearly choked with anger. His eyes, when looking at the Imperial Dragon Demon Lord, were filled with murderous intent, as if he wanted nothing more than to hack it into pieces.
The Imperial Dragon Demon Lord looked surprised, even somewhat incredulous, as he noticed that he had squeezed and crumbled the handle of the Bronze Throne.
Just then, an ethereal spirit sword materialized above Song Jian's head, and he slashed it heavily on the Imperial Dragon Demon Lord.