Yuan King Legal Sword!?
Golden light fell, and a small sword appeared in front of him. It was three feet and three inches long with a rusty and mottled body. Ancient star patterns could be vaguely seen, and the blade was curled up. The hilt bore the mark of a large sun.
"Yuan King Law Sword?! What is this?"
Zhou Dao was stunned as he instinctively grasped the peculiar little sword before him.
Ooong...
In an instant, a feeling of bloodline connection travelled up from the sword into Zhou Dao's body.
In a trance, a strange aura seemed to wake up slowly. The mottled sword body gave off a fleeting beam of brilliance.
Immediately after, a strong fluctuation emanated uncontrollably from Zhou Dao's Green Coiling Treasure Bag.
Zhou Dao looked intently to see the mysterious stone box left by his father.
This box was left by Zhou Xuan in the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the Evil Dragon River, and was later taken away by the Huo Dragon King.