A clear Sword Chant suddenly rang out, resounding throughout the Mystic Heaven Sect!
The vast, oppressive Divine Power was swept away in an instant!
"That sound, could it be..." Lan Yu, Murong Xuan, and the others turned toward Longevity Hall, their expressions brimming with excitement.
Inside Longevity Hall, only one sword was enshrined... Kunwu!
"What's going on with that Sword Chant?"
"It actually broke through the oppressive Divine Power. There's a Dao Weapon in that hall! And judging by its aura, it's probably no ordinary Dao Weapon."
"This sect actually has such a treasure?"
The gods looked toward Longevity Hall, their gazes filled with surprise and uncertainty.
Inside Longevity Hall.
A sword like white jade lay across a stand, trembling incessantly.
Three years.
Three whole years.
It had finally sensed that familiar aura!
Unable to contain its excitement, the Kunwu Sword rose into the air on its own, flew out of Longevity Hall, and hovered high in the sky, waiting for the arrival.
Its blade was like jade, interwoven with Dao Patterns.
Sword Qi arose from it naturally, its radiance dazzling.
"It really is Kunwu!"
Lan Yu and the others grew even more excited.
"What a fine Dao Weapon of the Human Race!"
At the sight of this Dao Weapon, a deity could not restrain himself. He flew forward and reached out to seize Kunwu.
"Don't touch it with your filthy hands."
A cool voice rang out.
The deity who had reached out was frozen in midair on the spot. With a boom, an invisible force crushed him into a cloud of blood that burst apart.
Everyone's pupils contracted as they looked toward the source of the voice.
They saw a man dressed in white, his ink-black hair reaching his waist. His peerlessly handsome appearance was like that of a