Witch Spirit Sword
At that, the other middle-aged man also looked somewhat surprised, while the young man behind him was even more astonished.
Witch Spirit Sword—wasn't that the most mysterious of the legendary Chaos Spirit Items of the sword type? Countless powerful experts had dreamed of possessing it. And yet it was in the hands of someone so young?
"Could it really be?" The young man stood behind them, staring fixedly at the sword, still unable to believe it.
The Witch Spirit Sword was simply too famous. He couldn't help doubting that someone with a cultivation base at the Chaos Elder Peak could possibly wield it.
Perhaps in a Low-level Space, he could travel around without too much concern. But once he came to an Adventure Group Space Battle, or even a higher-level space, someone with his cultivation base absolutely couldn't keep hold of this sword!
The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and studied it for quite some time before slowly shaking his head. "It shouldn't be the Witch Spirit Sword. Otherwise, its aura wouldn't seem so weak."
Yet He Sheng's eyes still held a trace of conviction. Hadn't the way he had just used his mental power to undo the seal on the sword been the Witch Spirit Sword's most obvious hallmark? Otherwise, he wouldn't have reached that conclusion so readily.
After a long pause, he finally said in a low, measured voice, "It's hard to say for now, but I suspect this sword is the Witch Spirit Sword!"
Seeing how certain he was, the other middle-aged man fell silent for a moment before replying, "Let's watch and see first."
The two men chatted in the concealed sky above. Inside the battlefield and on the streets where people were watching, no one else had noticed them—aside from Xiao Lian.