C286 Grandmaster Ling

Wai Yanting let out a roar as if he had lost his mind, and with a sense of disbelief, he swung the Shadow Bearing Sword through the air once more, yet nothing out of the ordinary occurred.

"Why? This can't be! The Shadow Bearing Sword can't be a fake..." Wai Yanting questioned repeatedly.

"Foster father, Grandmaster Ling should be able to provide an answer," Ning Xin suggested