The golden-robed elder frowned when he heard Ye Chen's words.
Not this sword?
Where was this sword supposed to come from?
Before he could react, a hole appeared in the air in front of him, which then began to glow red.
The moment the red light appeared, he felt that something had locked onto him!
It was as if a pair of cold eyes were staring at him from the darkness. The red light grew brighter and brighter, and soon, the golden-robed elder's expression changed completely.
He saw an ancient sword that emitted an endless amount of spiritual pressure!
It was definitely extraordinary!
He had never expected that the feeling of being locked onto came from a sword…
How was this possible? How could a sword make him feel this way?
Wait! He suddenly felt that this sword was somewhat familiar, but he could not place it.
"Dragonslayer Heaven Sword, kill!"
