The next morning, Dongfang Yu woke up early. He sat in the courtyard and stared at Zhao Hai's room door. He couldn't wait any longer.
The fire Dragon Sword was his last true companion since he ascended to the array world. However, Dongfang Yu had always known that the fire Dragon Sword he used was not in its perfect state. This was not told to him by anyone, it was just a feeling.
In fact, the Yan family had never told him this because they didn't know how magical the fire Dragon Sword was. The Yan family had obtained this sword by chance. Because it was still quite powerful, they had given it to outsiders to use. When the owner of the sword died, they would find it and give it to the next person. By now, Dongfang Yu didn't know how many hands this sword had been handed over to.
Dongfang Yu didn't know if the previous owners of the fire Dragon Sword had this feeling, but he really had this feeling. It was a very strange feeling.