Ling Feng instinctively touched the scar on his right hand where the Mo Yu Sword was. He couldn't accept Long Lie's words, because he felt that there truly was a life within the Mo Yu Sword. Though fragile, Ling Feng could genuinely feel it.
After Long Lie spoke, he waved his hand, and a powerful sword glow shot down from the sky. When the sword glow disappeared, an ancient, unadorned longsword appeared before them.
"Is this the Xuanyuan Sword?" Ling Feng's eyes glowed intensely at the sight of the longsword. The sword was three feet three inches long, with twin dragons coiled on the hilt. Though its blade lacked any sharpness, Ling Feng could still sense the powerful aura emanating from the Xuanyuan Sword.
"This is the Xuanyuan Sword!" Long Lie said, "After tens of thousands of years, today the Xuanyuan Sword will finally be whole again!"
