When Ye Chen's hand gripped the hilt of the Jinghong Sword.
Ye Chen felt a deeper perception of this sword's sharpness.
If this sword were to be drawn, it would be unstoppable!
Ye Chen took a deep breath, his expression becoming serious. He had already begun channeling the power of the Sword Control Celestial Scripture, but he felt a powerful resistance.
This resistance was not the kind of rejection from a Sword Spirit.
Because the Jinghong Sword lacked a Sword Spirit!
This was a pride inherent to the sharpness contained in this sword!
A sword without spirit, with a proud character akin to a pure swordsman!
Ye Chen gazed at the Jinghong Sword for a long time, feeling the sharpness of the sword.
Meanwhile, outside.
Zhang Fu's gaze was also fixed on Ye Chen, not moving for a moment!
