Hundred Tribulations Sacred Body (1)

When Jiang Ming suddenly heard this, he could not help but be stunned.

In his imagination, this was perhaps some unknown immortal cultivator who had come from some other mysterious place and walked on the starlit path at the same time as him, thus causing them to cross paths.

He did not expect the old man to say such shocking words.

"Sir, could it be that you've guessed wrong? Perhaps this black sword is a standard weapon, and there are many of them?" Jiang Ming probed.

"Absolutely not!" The mysterious old man shook his head slightly and said, "There's only one black sword, and it has a terrifying origin. There can't be a second one. I can also feel its aura from you. Although it seemed to be very weak in your era, its aura is indeed the same."