Xiao Yan softly repeated the words twice and murmured, "So this is an Immortal Sword..." As soon as he spoke, the Immortal Sword in his hand flared with light, releasing a dazzling radiance before vanishing in an instant.
Delighted, Xiao Yan laughed. "So you have consciousness of your own. You truly are an excellent Immortal Sword." As he finished speaking, a vast surge of Milky White Flame energy poured into the sword. A heaven-shaking sword cry rang out, followed by an eruption of red light that instantly brightened the surroundings.
"This is..."
At the sound of that sword cry, the Dragon Soul's body trembled slightly. A trace of fear rose within it. Even after a thousand years, it could never forget that shrill cry.
For a thousand years, it had remained deeply wary of this sword and had never dared approach it. Who would have thought that not only had Xiao Yan not been burned to death by the flames below, but he had even obtained this sword? It was truly bizarre.
"This sword seems to be missing something..." Xiao Yan carefully sensed the Immortal Sword in his hand and discovered that it was indeed incomplete.
Xiao Yan held the Primordial Fire Ruler in one hand and the Immortal Sword with dragon patterns on its hilt in the other. Though it was subtle, he still noticed that the Immortal Sword he had acquired seemed to fear his Primordial Fire Ruler!
Such a thing was unheard of.
The Immortal Sword in his hand, with its dragon-patterned hilt, was an Immortal Sword!
Even taking a step back, it had been forged by a Dou Xian expert. After being wielded by such an expert, it was only natural that the Immortal Sword would carry a powerful aura!
Xiao Yan instantly rose out of