The air seemed to freeze for a moment. The tall and thin old man thought for a while and said, "Did you separate the sword body and the sword hilt?"
The awe-inspiring old man also appeared from the Boyang Body and said in a bad mood, "Idiot, can't you tell that this is a broken sword? Don't tell me you store ur sword with the hilt and blade separate?"
"But with such a broken sword, it'll definitely be difficult to break through this evil creature's life source." The tall and thin old man frowned.
The old man who appeared after him gave a flying kick and kicked the tall and thin old man who was holding the sword down. "Stop talking nonsense. You can leave now."
In the crater-like wound, the tall and thin old man was holding the broken Tarot Divine Sword. His muddled attitude had disappeared, and in its place was a reserved, calm, and majestic aura.
