At the moment when the statue exploded, a burst of rainbow light suddenly shot out from the statue's body, quickly converging around Wang Zhan.
The divine sword Taixu trembled even more violently in Wang Zhan's hand, and within a few minutes, the sword soared directly into the sky.
Even Wang Zhan was unable to hold onto it.
"What's going on?"
Wang Zhan frowned slightly, clenching his fist as he spoke word by word: "Damn, did you find your home?"
"Back then, I worked so hard to obtain you, and if you suddenly leave me now, don't blame me for being rude. I'd rather destroy you than let you go easily!"
Suddenly, there was another loud bang beside his ear.
Immediately following, a miraculous scene unfolded.
Surrounded by the rainbow lights, the broken divine sword Taixu underwent a transformation.
In no time at all, it had gathered into a complete sword!
But it was astonishingly large.
Wang Zhan's eyes widened in disbelief.
