Chapter 532: Returning to Its Rightful Owner?

"Hah!" The moment those words left her mouth, a chill swept through the valley like a sudden winter gust. Benson Santee's heart tightened. The instant he heard the three words "Heavenly Burial Sword," shock flashed across his face before he could hide it. "Hmph." The Young Woman standing ahead of him let out a cold laugh and extended her hand. "Hand it over. The Heavenly Burial Sword should return to its rightful owner." Return to its rightful owner? Benson Santee narrowed his eyes. *What did...