"Since you insist on remaining stubborn, don't blame me!" Head Steward of the Clan Affairs Hall sneered coldly. A sword appeared in his hand in an instant. The moment it emerged, an aura of majesty swept forth, and Ye Xiwen immediately felt a force within his bloodline being suppressed, leaving him unable to resist.
A flash of insight struck Ye Xiwen's mind, and he immediately recalled that this sword should be the Clan Sword unique to the Clan Affairs Hall. This kind of Clan Sword was extremely special. To others, it was merely an ordinary magical artifact, but to members of the Ye Family, it possessed particular power.
It was said that at the height of the Clan Affairs Hall's prosperity, this artifact had been specially forged to discipline those unruly Ye Family descendants. As long as one carried Ye Family blood in one's body, one would inevitably be suppressed by the Clan Sword. Even if one's strength exceeded his somewhat, it would still be difficult to defeat the Head Steward wielding the Clan Sword.
Let alone a mere Celestial Realm Second Stage brat like Ye Xiwen. If Ye Xiwen's physical body had not given Head Steward of the Clan Affairs Hall such a tremendous shock earlier, he would not even have considered drawing the Clan Sword. Did dealing with someone at the Celestial Realm Second Stage require the Clan Sword?
It was simply using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken.
Ever since the Clan Affairs Hall had declined from its peak, even the method of forging Clan Swords had been lost. It was said that it had provoked public outrage and been destroyed, so all Clan Swords now were leftovers from those years.
Ye Xiwen only felt a force within his bloodline crazily pressing down on him, trying