Zhng!
A distant sword hum reverberated as the Blood Shadow Sword emitted a dazzling glow, like a small sun, extremely brilliant.
Swish!
At this moment, the Blood Shadow Sword transformed into a radiant red shadow, and with a flash, it broke free from the grasp of Jiang Yong and the other two, streaking down from mid-air, making straight for the ground.
On the other side, Gu Chen held a rectangular sword box in his hands, and the red shadow formed by the Blood Shadow Sword flickered directly into the box.
This sword box was precisely the one handed to Gu Chen by the Zhang siblings before setting out, where the Blood Shadow Sword had been enshrined in the Zhang family ancestral hall for centuries.
Upon sensing the familiar aura, the Blood Shadow Sword unhesitatingly drilled inside.
Gu Chen had been waiting for this chance.
