Chen Xiaobei had won the Pure Yang Sword of Talisman after snatching Jiang Jiya's Red Envelope in the chat group barely hours ago.
He had no idea how powerful it was – however, with Pure Yang attributes it should not be too hard to kill an evil spirit.
*Shing!*
The wooden sword rang like a metal sword, before becoming completely engulfed in a stream of seven colored flames. As if a phoenix rising from the ashes, the plain and dull looking wooden sword transformed into a Seven-Color Divine Sword! Its glow instantly removed the thick Yin Qi in the air, and everyone in the casino were relieved with a warm and gentle sensation.
Still, they were shocked to see the scene that welcomed them as the mist cleared from their eyes!
"Oh, god! Is that Chen Xiaobei some kind of God? How did he transform that wooden sword into a Divine Sword?"
"He is a God! Chen Xiaobei is a God! Now I know why we fail!"
"God Chen! We know we are at fault!"