"Recognize the master with blood? This sword has been inserted for a hundred thousand years and no one wants it. What's wrong with me just taking it away?"
The moment Lin Xuan pulled out the sword, the powerful heart of the entire cultivation world stopped at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, a hysterical roar came from the sky,
"Which little brat touched my natal sword?!"
Lin Xuan looked at the rusty iron bar in his hand and fell into deep thought.
It seemed that he... Accidentally removed the last shackle that sealed the Demon God.
