C837 Immortal Sword
It was a broad sword.
The air around it shimmered with an ethereal aura, and its sword energy was so intense that even though it was sealed, no one could approach it. Neither Chen Jiuyue nor the mighty bull dared to get close, only observing from a distance. Only Chen Ping was unafraid, though he furrowed his brow.
Earlier, when Chen Ping sensed its presence, he only gauged its level
