Xia Houyun and Cheng Sheng, seeing the Blood Sky Sword God giving out treasures one after another, had long been envious.
As soon as they saw the gaze of the Blood Sky Sword God turn toward them, they eagerly stepped forward and bowed:
"Senior Blood Sky."
The Blood Sky Sword God smiled faintly.
"You don't need to look at me."
"I have nothing to give you."
"Besides, haven't you already received something from me?"
Upon hearing this, Xia Houyun and Cheng Sheng were taken aback.
Immediately, Xia Houyun seemed to have remembered something.
"Senior, are you referring to the Stone Sword?"
The Blood Sky Sword God smiled faintly.
"Indeed."
"That Stone Sword was a legacy I deliberately left behind."
"Since you have obtained it, it proves that you are fated with it."
After speaking, he made a grabbing motion in the air.
The Stone Sword instantly flew out from Xia Houyun's possession.
As he gazed at the broken sword, the Blood Sky Sword God's eyes revealed a trace of melancholy.
