Kong Lanyou said: "The repaired Creation Life Sword weighs one thousand three hundred and fifty kilograms when the inscriptions on the sword are not activated."

"Even if it's 13,500 kilograms, I can still carry it," Zhang Ruochen said.

Kong Lanyou said: "The sword spirit in the sword body has awakened and regained a faint consciousness. As long as she doesn't want to, no matter how strong you are, you can't take the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword, unless she approves what you do.

The owner of Shen Yuan’s ancient sword.”

"However, the Creation Sword will only allow one person to be her master, and that is Zhang Ruochen, the son of Emperor Ming eight hundred years ago."

"Although your name is Zhang Ruochen, you are not the son of Emperor Ming. She may not recognize you."

Zhang Ruochen said: "What if I can't hold the Creation Sword?"

"I'm sorry, I can only take away the Creation Sword because it doesn't belong to you."

Kong Lanyou stared at Zhang Ruochen with sharp eyes, wondering whether the Zhang Ruochen in front of him could be recognized by the Creation Shengjian?

If he can be recognized by the Creation Shengjian, then even if he is not that Zhang Ruochen, he must be inextricably linked to that Zhang Ruochen.
Chapter completed!