"If you can truly lift me, I'll follow you, but if not, please place me back where I was; I shall wait for the master who can lift me!"
The words of the Ancient Dust Sword directly challenged Ren Feifan.
This was no longer about whether to take the sword away or not, but about whether he could!
A man cannot say he can't!
Ren Feifan slightly released the Ancient Dust Sword and thrust it upright into the ground!
"Boom!"
The ground completely shattered!
Even the surface of the lake rippled, showing the power of the sword.
The Ancient Dust Sword at the bottom of the lake emitted a desolate aura, and the originally red lake water gradually turned azure blue.
Quite magical.
"This sword, with just its presence, can effortlessly destroy such poisoned water; truly badass."
Ren Feifan praised and then started to figure out how to lift the sword.
The power of the Dragon Tattoo could barely lift it; now, he could only try the Blood Moon.
