A slight tug
Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations
There was a blade stuck right in the middle of the cavity.
It looked like an incredibly ordinary sword. There were no patterns or intricate engravings on the hilt. The entire sword, from hilt to blade, began to glow.
A faint purple light began to shine from the ground. This was a strange purple glow, and it represented Si Kong's last drop of blood.
This blade was not exquisite, however, no one in the entire court would call this an ordinary blade.
This was Meng Tian's sword, the sword which had killed the Demon Lord Si Kong.
Everyone in the throne room was staring at the sword.
"This is the Sagely Battle God Meng Tian's sword?!"
"This is an extremely good sword!"
"With this sword, the glory of the Great Xia Dynasty would be reinforced!"
All of the officials looked at the sword, their eyes filled with greed and lust. However, none of them dared to make a move on it.
This blade meant too much.