"Clang! ..."
Standing beside an iron chain nearly as thick as his body, Xu Taiping slowly raised the Human Sovereign Sword with a grave expression. The sword, which had long harbored hundreds of thousands of years of anger and humiliation, once again let out a sword cry like a thousand armies roaring as one.
Then Xu Taiping brought the Human Sovereign Sword down from high overhead, cleaving heavily into the iron chain.
"Boom! ..."
The instant the Human Sovereign Sword struck the chain, a thick bolt of lightning formed from the power of thunder crashed straight down onto Xu Taiping.
This was the second restriction Cangyuan had set to seal this divine weapon of the Human Sovereign.
Anyone who dared attack these sealing chains would be bombarded by the power of thunder stored within the restrictions.
Moreover, the power of thunder within this grand formation was like the Dragon Clan's dragon breath: it could not be blocked with spells or divine abilities, only endured head-on with one's physique and qi and blood power.
"Bang!"
Yet what made the hearts of all the cultivators watching before the spirit mirror tremble was that, even while enduring the bombardment of that power of thunder, Xu Taiping still severed the iron chain with the Human Sovereign Sword.
After the chain broke, the Human Sovereign Sword and the spear "roared" in unison beneath the cultivators' astonished gazes, like two people imprisoned for a thousand years about to be reborn.
"That's not right. Though it's called the Human Sovereign Sword, it's actually a divine weapon of the Dragon Clan. It shouldn't be helping a cultivator of the Human Race!"
Inside the First-Rank Pavilion's teahouse, a cultivator suddenly voiced his doubts.
But no sooner had he spoken than a tall martial artist retorted, his face alight with