The giant sword in front of them is over a hundred meters tall and about ten meters wide, suspended in mid-air. Because they are quite far away, they can faintly discern the silhouette of the sword's body.
It's precisely a broken segment of the Wufeng sword!
However, it belongs to the enlarged version of the sword body, or perhaps, Wufeng's true form is just this gigantic.
Wufeng inside the Spirit Gathering Book is already impatient, eagerly wanting to get out. If the book hadn't forcibly blocked its aura, it would have rushed out long ago to reunite with its sword body.
"The Wufeng Giant Sword!"
Luo Shanyou took a deep breath, unable to conceal his inner excitement.
He had once followed Daoist Qingde, and is very familiar with Qingde's Wufeng. In those days, that sword led the Human Race to cut through brambles and thorns, surviving the slaughter from the Dao Palace, protecting the Human Race.
Even though the sword body is now broken, the powerful aura cannot be mistaken.
