The Legacy Dust Sword descended from the heavens with a deafening roar!
Its surface carried traces of fierce flames, crashing down like a meteorite, striking fear into the hearts of all who beheld it.
As it was about to strike Osiris, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He raised his right hand lightly, forming a powerful force of resistance!
That resistance completely immobilized Ren Feifan's sword!
"Is the sword of Huaxia always this ineffectual?"
Osiris's icy voice echoed. As his words fell, the Legacy Dust Sword abruptly rebounded and flew away!
He had thought that after so many years, Huaxia's cultivators would have become remarkably strong, but now it seems they're still no different from ants!
If he wished to kill, not a single person would survive!
This was Osiris's pride!
At that moment, Ren Feifan clenched his palm, and the Legacy Dust Sword flew back into his hand!
