Lin Shen and his party, along with Murong Ziying, suddenly saw a sword flying toward them.
Instinctively, Lin Shen shot a fireball. The sword swerved to the side, dodging the fireball, and flew to the middle of the Sword Tomb, where it hovered motionlessly.
The sword was about seven feet long, without a handguard, and featured a sapphire-like round pommel at the hilt. Divided down the middle of its spine, the left half was as black as coal, while the right half was as white as snow.
Chapter 112