Li Hao once again felt the surging power infused into him; for All Saints to treat this sword with such caution, it must be extraordinary.
Li Hao, not taking any chances, revealed all his power and walked towards the sword.
As he approached, Li Hao immediately felt waves of terrifying aura, and he vaguely sensed that the sword had a blurred consciousness that seemed to be asleep.
Soon, Li Hao stood before the sword.
He raised his hand to grasp the hilt, and immediately felt an unimaginable burning sensation piercing from his palm. At the same time, the crimson flames surrounding the sword enveloped him.
But Li Hao's powerful strength was dozens of times greater than that of a Name Saint or Supreme Saint, using this immense power to fend off the crimson flames.
Li Hao exerted force to pull the sword, but found it seemed to be fused with the red earth, not moving an inch.
