Xuanyuan Wuhen's face turned livid as he snapped at the Lutian Sword, "Are you coming back or not?"
Although he had not yet fully refined the Lutian Sword, because he had inherited the legacy of the Angry Sword Immortal, the sword naturally felt a sense of affinity toward him in its heart. It already viewed him as its future master, so it naturally obeyed his command.
Sure enough, the moment Xuanyuan Wuhen's voice fell, the blade of the Lutian Sword trembled slightly in midair.
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