Xuan Tian's words had barely faded when Heming Mountain suddenly began to tremble violently.
Boulders tumbled down, shaking the earth to its core.
Just when everyone was utterly astonished, they saw a dazzling white light, gently rising up from below the fog-enshrouded valley.
The light was so bright and intense that it stung one's eyes, making it impossible to see clearly just what kind of magical treasure it was.
Seeing this, Li Chen's pupils contracted sharply.
After a long while, he squeezed four words through his clenched teeth: "Is this a flying sword?"
The flying sword was the most common magical treasure in the Cultivation World, basically present everywhere like market goods.
However, in a place like Earth where cultivation was in its twilight age, this was a supernatural treasure that countless top-tier experts would go mad over.
