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Immediately, that voice sounded again.
"You must be careful, that sword is the Immortal Venerable's Sword, containing the power of time, forged from the sands of the Time River, possessing the power to traverse the ancient and the modern."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan instantly refocused his attention on Bai Qiu.
In his mind, the conversation had taken place; outside, it had been but a thousandth of an instant.
At this moment, a silver river circled around the silver sword case, Bai Qiu's palm still gently resting upon it.
"The power of time? A sword forged from the sands of the Time River?" Jiang Yuan murmured to himself, his eyes slightly solemn.
To have destiny itself descend to warn him to be cautious, he dared not take this lightly.
After all, this was the Immortal Venerable's Sword.
And the Immortal Venerable ranked just below the Heavenly Lord within the third Great Realm of the Immortal Dao.
And just how powerful was the Heavenly Lord?
