"Don't hesitate, family leader!" An elderly from the Zhou family spoke. He looked extraordinarily eager and excited, and his entire body was trembling. People couldn't help but worry about his body condition.
"Let's do it, family leader!"
"Bring out the Ancestral Weapon. We would be able to take it down with our combined power!" The people at the side spoke one by one as they stared at the ancient sword on Bai An's body excitedly.
The middle-aged man was also staring straight ahead, and his gaze landed on Bai An. To be precise, it was not Bai An but the ancient sword in his hand. The ancient sword looked very ordinary, like an iron sword. It was not made of any special material, and there was nothing special about it.
