"Can such a tiny sword really carry someone flying?" The crowd looked at the flying sword in front of them in shock, their faces filled with disbelief.
Lu Hanmo smiled and waved his hand, and the originally three-foot-long flying sword suddenly grew more than twice its size.
"Heaven!" The shock of the crowd was indescribable as they stared with wide-open mouths at the flying sword hovering in mid-air. Everything that had happened today had completely exceeded their understanding, giving them a surreal feeling as if they were in a dream.
Lu Hanmo put away the flying sword and exchanged a smile with Luo Shu. They waited for the crowd to slowly digest the fact.
Old Master Lu snapped back to reality and looked at Lu Hanmo and Luo Shu, "Now that we have become True Cultivators, can we use flying swords too?" Although he had regained his composure on the surface, his heart could not calm down for a long time.