When they saw the broken sword fly toward Qin Shaofeng, everyone's expressions became extraordinarily vivid.
Some could not help discussing in hushed voices:
"What is going on?"
"That broken sword actually suppressed the Xuanyuan Sword's limelight?"
"You're kidding, right? Even among the myriad dharma swords in this Sword Tomb, nothing should have gone wrong..."
"That broken sword looks utterly ordinary, doesn't it?"
"But Qin Shaofeng is a lightning law cultivator. It is normal that he did not earn the recognition of a high-quality dharma sword, right?"
"..."
Qin Shaofeng's gaze remained calm.
Not receiving the Xuanyuan Sword's recognition was not too bad.
He had not wanted that in the first place.
Yet he vaguely sensed that there was something extraordinary about this broken sword...
Otherwise, it could not possibly have overwhelmed countless dharma swords, even the Xuanyuan Sword.
Before long, the broken sword arrived beside Qin Shaofeng.
Qin Shaofeng extended his hand and gripped its broken hilt.
In truth, the sword's design was exceedingly simple, without the slightest bit of ornamentation.
After gripping the hilt, Qin Shaofeng did not sense any sharp sword intent either.
However, when he carefully examined it with his divine sense, he detected a faint, elusive aura of ancient desolation.
His heart stirred quietly, and he put away the broken sword.
At this time, Yan Qiouming asked the Sword Tomb elder:
"Does this broken sword possess anything extraordinary?"
The Sword Tomb elder gave a soft exclamation, then shook his head. "There truly is nothing extraordinary about it."
"If I had to name anything unusual, it would only be that this sword is very old."
A trace of surprise appeared in Yan Qiouming's eyes as he asked again:
"What do you mean by that?"
The Sword Tomb elder casually explained, "This broken sword was already here a