The strongest sword in the world soared into the sky, landing in the palm of the young boy's right hand.
The mark in his palm instantly connected with the restriction on the Bronze Sword.
The ancient Sword Spirit, forcibly sealed, awoke from its slumber this way.
Once the Evil Sword was in hand, it immediately began to tremble, letting out a sound of extreme satisfaction!
The True Monarch Ling Xiao, who was hovering opposite, looked at the sword, and his first thought was:
"What an ugly sword!"
This left him quite puzzled.
The opponent, having been chosen to enter the Origin Spirit Realm, was naturally a key cultivation target of the Profound Yellow Realm.
Additionally, he was undoubtedly gifted, standing at the pinnacle of his peers!
Such a young Sword Cultivator, what kind of sword could he not obtain?
Yet he chose to use one that was plainly this ugly.
Even stranger, at first glance, he could not discern anything special about this sword.
