Hearing these words, Jian Feidao nodded heavily, "I have to say, Ouyang Yue Ming was really sharp-eyed."
"That kid, after all, could be considered half a disciple of mine, and yet he died at the hands of the Undying Blood Clan."
"The blood debt between me and the Undying Blood Clan has grown yet again."
It was clear that Jian Feidao still regarded Ouyang Yue Ming, who had practiced with him for a month, as one of his own. When he learned that Ouyang Yue Ming had died at the hands of the Undying Blood Clan, a surge of rage still welled up in his heart.
However, Jian Feidao glanced at the Primordial Heaven Sword in Lin Yi's hands and shook his head, saying, "Nevertheless, this Primordial Heaven Sword cannot remain with me."
"Why?"
Lin Yi was taken aback.
He had gone to great lengths to meet Jian Feidao and was just about to present the Primordial Heaven Sword when, unexpectedly, he was told that it could not be left with him?
