In this world, could things really align so coincidentally?
This sword, was the weapon that Su Xing obtained in a previous instance dungeon simulation, valued at tens of millions of energy points, but now, due to an unexpected turn of events, it had returned to Su Xing's hands...
Su Xing had acquired this treasured sword more than a decade earlier than in the simulator.
"Could it really be fate?"
Su Xing murmured softly.
At this moment, the Ink Ice Sword in Su Xing's hands began to emit a faint humming, as if welcoming Su Xing as its master.
"Truly a fine sword!"
Su Xing held the Ink Ice Sword in his hand, performing a flourish, and felt an unparalleled comfort in his grasp.
Su Xing's swordsmanship had been honed with the Ink Ice Sword, and now that he had the sword in his hands, Su Xing could use it without any need for adjustment.
It was no exaggeration to say that the Ink Ice Sword had increased Su Xing's strength by at least thirty percent!
