"This sword is called the 'Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword'," Ye Tianling stated calmly.
"Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword? Good name. Is it a Divine Level Battle Soul? Or perhaps a Super Divine Level Battle Soul?"
Jiang Heng was confident in his victory. Believing the spot in the Imperial View Pavilion was already his, he was in an excellent mood.
Therefore, he didn't mind exchanging a few more words with Ye Tianling—after all, they would soon become Ye Tianling's last.
"It's neither a Battle Soul nor a Spirit Level Super Grade Weapon. It's just a sword. As for what it's capable of, you'll find out when you're dead."
Ye Tianling's voice remained impassive.
"Tsk, tsk. So stubborn, even when you're at death's door."
Jiang Heng clicked his tongue.
As he spoke, he held out his hands, and two demonic claws abruptly appeared.
