Mo Xingchen had no alternative but to force a smile on his face as he said, "Dear Nephew Dong, this saber seems to be a divine weapon." He grabbed the saber, and tried to hold it in his hands. However, his hands were being pulled down towards the ground by its weight. He exerted all his strength to hold the saber as he didn't wish to humiliate himself in front of everyone.
[What's with this saber? How is it so heavy?]
A high-pitched 'clank' sound was heard as he drew the saber out. Suddenly, a cold and black aura started to radiate in all directions as the saber's murderous energy spread throughout Mo Clan's residence. The temperature inside the residence instantly dropped by more than ten degrees as a result.
The body of the saber was plain and simple. However, its edge was sharp enough to cut through mountains, and turn them into shambles. Anyone could tell that this was a fatal weapon.
Such a saber could easily slice a sledgehammer into two parts.
