There was really such a sword.
The sword of the Divine Emperor of the Ancient Divine Court.
Looking at Han Muye, a strange expression flashed across Sword Venerable Yuan Tian's face.
Shaking his head, he said in a low voice, "The opportunities in this world are really not determined by humans. I'm afraid you're not the son of the Heavenly Dao."
At this point, he was slightly stunned.
The treasury of the Divine Court could be obtained at will. It was a priceless treasure that could be thrown out without even blinking.
There was even news about a supreme treasure like the Divine Emperor's Sword that could suppress the world.
How could such a person be explained by mere fortuitous opportunities?
Han Muye smiled at the void and disappeared.
Sword Venerable Yuan Tian turned into a sword light.
