“Brother York, what is this…?”

Benjamin Lynch’s expression had worsened. He subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with the sword, but he couldn’t tell why.

Harvey York frowned, then squinted for a long while. Then, he said calmly, “If I guessed correctly, this must be the long-lost artifact from the Tsuchimikado family, the Demon Sword, Muramasa.

“But the sword itself was already lost for ages. It shouldn’t be here.

“This means that the Tsuchimikado family was doing experiments here back then to reforge the Muramasa using blood and ferocity on the battlefield.

“But this method of reforging the sword must’ve failed. If not, the sword would’ve been taken away by now. There’s no way that it’ll still be here.

“There are quite a lot of people coming for the Lynch family recently. There’s a big chance that they’re trying to get ahold of the sword.”

Benjamin and the others were transfixed. There was no way that they would believe myths like this if they didn’t see it with