That sword was black as ink. It had none of the edges or regularity that metal and iron should have, looking instead like a straight iron bar. But its sharpness was absolutely beyond human imagination—the keenness of its blade. ↗Search "Lan Se Shu Ba" to read the latest chapters. I had already tested it long ago. With a single stroke, mountains and rivers were severed. Even the air was effortlessly cleaved apart!
Boom!
The Tai'e Sword trembled once as though breathing. Then, under the guidance of my will, it slowly floated up. When my hand clenched around it, it fell into my palm. The sensation of gripping the sword was smoother than any treasured sword I had ever wielded, while the power of that ink-black blade was as fierce as my mood. And the power that breathed together with my heart sent my blood boiling throughout my body. The stronger its domineering might, the stronger this sword would become!
Everyone froze for a moment. They all knew there was probably something wrong with this sword, and Emperor Jun Ze's face immediately darkened. He retreated at once and said, "Emperor Jun Yi, the Huntian Iron in your hands is one of the ten famous weapons of my South Pole Immortal Island. Go test that demon sword of his."
"That suits me. I am Emperor Jun Yi. The treasured sword in my hand is the Huntian Iron, three feet and seven inches long. It was forged in the Sword-Washing Pool of the South Pole three hundred years ago and ranks seventh among the ten famous weapons. I shall test my fellow Daoist's sword!" Emperor Jun Yi drew a slender blue sword from layer upon layer of wrapping cloth. With a light slash, the stone ground split cleanly in two. Besides entering the