C2208 Young Master Zheng

In the backyard of the Armory Hall, the blade glowed a fiery red, with a golden hilt, exuding an intense, oppressive aura. Hua Hsing gripped the Star Hidden Sword tightly. It had only been a month since he last saw it, yet the transformation was remarkable.

"Feel it. Notice any changes?" Black Iron Taoist asked with a satisfied smile. He had personally spent a month