Chapter 528: The Advent of the Barbaric Beast

The sword, once stripped of its stone shell, was pitch black and enveloped in a chilling aura, radiating a devilish air as if it were a demon sword from the Nine Netherworld, captivating one's soul.

The dark blade was up to fifteen centimeters at its widest.

Including the handle, the sword was a meter and a half long. Carved on the dark handle was a coiled divine dragon, exuding an extremely ancient aura as if it had endured endless eras.

Chen Nan held the sword in his hands, feeling as if he sensed a demonic aura that had traveled through ages.

This black sword could very likely be a Demon Holy Artifact.

"There seems to be a familiar aura on this sword," Su Qingqing said, staring intently at the black demon sword, her expression grave.

Chen Nan was shocked.

Now that Su Qingqing had merged with the Holy Maiden's Right Arm, her familiarity with this demon sword suggested that it might be from the same era as the Immortal Spirit Saintess?