He could not help cursing, "What a huge loss!"
As he spoke, he gave his hand a shake and put the Absolute Frost Divine Sword, bound by the Demon-Sealing Chains, into his Storage Bag before a long night could breed more trouble...
His divine sense swept over the Absolute Frost Divine Sword inside the Storage Bag. At last, the sword behaved itself. Bound by two Demon-Sealing Chains, it could no longer move...
Ye Han had used the Demon-Sealing Chains as a last-ditch gamble, treating a dead horse as though it might still be saved. After all, the Absolute Frost Divine Sword was a supreme treasure of the Devil Race, and when he had grabbed it earlier, he had sensed an aura of the Devil Race's will emanating from it...
One of the Demon-Sealing Chains had imprisoned the Ice Refining Prince, while the other had imprisoned the demonic beast in the Heavenly Secret Hall...
His guess had proved right, and he had finally restrained the Absolute Frost Divine Sword...
He could have put the Absolute Frost Divine Sword into his Storage Bag without using the Demon-Sealing Chains. But in its frenzied state, the sword might have wreaked havoc inside. It would have been perfectly possible for the thing to break through the Storage Bag's spatial barrier and escape again.
Besides, even if the Absolute Frost Divine Sword could not break through this Storage Bag's restriction barrier, it could still cause considerable destruction by rampaging inside.
Now that he had finally quieted the thing down, Ye Han breathed a sigh of relief.
But that was all he could do. The damned Absolute Frost Divine Sword had caused considerable damage. His arm had been wounded by it and had gone completely numb...
In all his years of cultivation, he had never suffered such