Xu Changsheng changed into a different set of clothes and altered his facial features.
He was worried that he might be recognized once he went out.
In doing so, a lot of trouble could be avoided.
As he spoke, he got up and approached the [Holy Judgement] that was beside him.
The sword emanated an ink-green glow, and the mysterious patterns within the light seemed even more eerie.
This aroused Xu Changsheng's curiosity.
Who had forged these weapons?
From the Old Calendar?
Or the New Calendar?
Xu Changsheng made up his mind that after he went out, he would need to slowly gather information related to this.
As he spoke, he placed both hands on the hilt of the sword.
Divine Power surged within, and his hands began to pull outwards.
But...
Before Xu Changsheng had the chance to exert force, the sword had already come out.
That easy?
It seemed… not as difficult as he had imagined?