On the arena, Chu Huaixu opened his right palm.
Below the arena, Zhegu Heaven instantly unsheathed and fell into Chu Huaixu's hand.
Everything happened in a flash; as soon as he finished speaking, the sword was already there.
This left Han Shuangjiang, the rightful owner, somewhat at a loss.
It was as if his words "Borrowed Sword for a Use" were not a request, but more like... a notification?
Clearly, it was her own Lifebound Sword, and not just that, it was a high-grade Super Grade Spiritual Artifact.
Yet the man in black robe only needed to open his right hand and call out simply.
The sword came!
Everyone had never seen such a scene before, but there was a strange sense of familiarity.
This young man carried a sword scabbard, and cultivated the "Dao Scripture."
Just like that Daoist who, after coming down the mountain, was swordless yet fond of borrowing swords.
—Like a reincarnation of the Dao Ancestor!
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