Zhang Wei cried out in pain and abruptly turned around, only to see a flying sword stained with fresh blood finally manifest, gracefully spinning in the air.
His divine sense stirred, and he was shocked beyond measure.
Any spiritual artifact or magical artifact, capable of flying and injuring, must be controlled by its master through a connection of spiritual power and divine sense. Sensing this connection would allow one to trace back to the controlling practitioner.
But this flying sword had nothing supporting it above, below, or on either side, with no trace of any connection, making it impossible to discern its controller!
How is this done!
Upon closer inspection, this flying sword was crystal clear and transparent, very familiar.
Wasn't this the weapon of the elder Hee Yangchen of the Xuanguang Sect!
Before he could react, the flying sword gave a delicate shake, shedding all traces of blood, and then vanished into thin air, disappearing without a trace.
