"Sword, come forth!" Lin Xuan shouted coldly.
Immediately, a flash of sword light surged from him as the roar of a dragon echoed, boiling the entire void. The brilliant sword light swept in all directions.
Lin Xuan reached out and grasped the Dragon Shadow, which transformed into a dragon-shaped Divine Sword. It was precisely the Spirit Dragon Nine Heavens Sword.
The eyes of the six geniuses across from him almost popped out.
"What?"
"It's actually the Spirit Dragon Nine Heavens Sword!"
"This kid has truly mastered the Spirit Dragon Nine Heavens Sword!"
Heavens, how is this possible? Are we dreaming?
Fang Zimo was even more dumbfounded. His mind buzzed, and he stood there in a daze.
He wasn't bluffing... He really owned the Divine Sword! He has truly mastered the Spirit Dragon Nine Heavens Sword?
"Impossible, this is impossible," he shook his head wildly. "An illusion, this must be an illusion."
