In the You Han Realm, Zhang Sheng was holding a longsword that emitted a faint blue glow, and he slowly ran his finger across the blade's edge. This sword was extremely yin and cold and carried with it a hint of annihilating True Intent. Even among Earth Rank swords, it was considered top-grade.
In these days, Zhang Sheng spent several hours each day in the You Han Realm. Sometimes he would meditate to understand the heavens and earth, and sometimes he helped to mine Netherworld Iron and Nether Crystals. His temperament became more profound by the day, gradually becoming unfathomable.
"What a fine sword!" Zhang Sheng exclaimed with admiration.
Turning his head, Zhang Sheng saw Long Wushuang with bright eyes intently looking at the sword in his hand. Han Li stood a bit farther away, also gazing at the sword. Both of them watched so intently that it seemed a bit deliberate.
Zhang Sheng knew the background of both of them and became curious, asking, "Tell me, what's good about it?"
