We've hit something!
Upon hearing this voice, everyone present tensed up.
To be buried here and still harbor such immense murderous aura, what on earth could it be?
"Little Haozi, you must be very careful," Fang Huai De genuinely liked Wang Hao and couldn't bear any mishap; otherwise, his old bones wouldn't rest in peace even when buried: "Make sure it's safe!"
"Don't worry, Great Grandfather," Wang Hao replied, then gently started digging in the earth with the shovel.
First, a bronze artifact appeared, looking like... the hilt of a sword.
"This is..." Wang Hao continued digging and soon the artifact revealed its full shape.
The onlookers craned their necks to see and were immediately struck by its oddity.
"Is this just a sword?" Zhang Chu's eyes widened as he murmured incredulously, "Can a sword have such a powerful murderous presence? What kind of sword is this?! Judging by the material, this is a bronze sword, right?"
