It isn’t moving?I can’t pull it out?

What the fuck?

Yang Ye lowered his head to look at the sword he held, and he couldn’t help but curse. He couldn’t pull it out from the pagoda earlier because of the seal, but it didn’t make sense for him to be unable to do so now!

Yang Ye couldn’t figure it out no matter how he racked his brains!

On the other hand, the experts from the Fire Spirit Race were stunned. They could be said to have been fully on guard when Yang Ye was about to draw his sword. Because while Yang Ye was only at the fourth rank of the Monarch Realm, they were clearly aware that he couldn’t be judged by convention at all. But they never imagined that he would actually not draw his sword….

“Yang Ye, are you trying to insult us?” Qian Yan gazed ferociously at Yang Ye and was about to attack. However, his eyelids twitched, and he stepped back once more because Yang Ye had grasped the hilt of his sword again and was trying to draw it once more….

He still vividly remembered how powerful Yang Ye’s sword technique was, so he didn’t dare act carelessly in the slightest.

This time, Yang Ye utilized his entire physical strength. The sword moved slightly, and it delighted...