Ning Xiaoxian furrowed her brows. Snatching it from Yu Yingnan's hands wouldn't be difficult; the key was how to manage to bring this unruly sword into the God Demon Prison.
While she pondered, Yu Yingnan, who had been curled up behind her master, suddenly stepped forward and grasped the hilt of the Nanming Lihuo Sword.
She was the owner recognized by the Divine Sword, and since the moment this sword fell at her feet, her heart had been continuously echoing with the affectionate and invisible call of the Divine Sword. As she saw no one around, she couldn't resist the urge to draw it.
Her master looked back, his face changed drastically, and he said, "Yingnan, don't!"
But his words were too late; Yu Yingnan exerted a slight force with her hands, effortlessly pulling out the Nanming Lihuo Sword! Instantly, countless pairs of eyes in the venue were glued to this spot.
