Chapter 1132: Chapter 869: Demon Sword Record_3
Ling Ruoyu said, “I didn’t expect that the bottom of the Ancient Sword Lake, long thought to be devoid of anything interesting, had layers of secret realms… Could there still be an Ancient Demon God that hasn’t erged inside?”
“Sort of…,” Dragon Sparrow responded a bit guiltily, recalling the last ti soone was mistaken for the Ancient Demon God with a love affair caught in the act, not sure if they wanted to be mistaken as the Ancient Demon God again.
Xia Chichi and others didn’t know why Dragon Sparrow left ho, but this mischievous little spirit doing such things seed normal. However, they all forgot the spiritual connection between the Sword Spirit and its master. When Zhao Changhe was asleep, the Sword Spirit didn’t know where its master was, but when Zhao Changhe woke up, it naturally knew, unable to contain itself and rushed out to find him, which was far from being called running away from ho.
Thus, Dragon Sparrow’s appearance in this area actually indicated Zhao Changhe’s presence here. The Evil Cultivators trying to capture Dragon Sparrow hadn’t realized this yet; this seemingly tranquil Ancient Sword Lake was one of the most terrifying places, not losing out to the Night Palace and Jiuyou Abyss.
Co to think of it, was it premature to draw people into breaking the secret realm now? It should be fine… Theoretically, the master should have already awakened; at most, he’s just lazing around, and departing ten days to half a month early wouldn’t make any difference. Anyway, he wouldn’t bla us; this is, after all, your own dear wife’s dear apprentice, and I am also your dear treasure sword. Would you not co to save us and just sit on a lotus here?
Don’t force to cut so you can’t sit on the lotus anymore.
But Ling Ruoyu was worried: “You are a Spiritual Treasure; what if that Ancient Demon God harbors evil thoughts towards you?”
Dragon Sparrow: “…”
Could it be thought of this way? What evil thoughts could he have towards ? Is that small fry trying to use the sword?
“Boom!” The ground shook like an earthquake, the space showing signs of cracking, faintly hearing voices from outside, “Stop hiding. This entire place is already a Heavenly Net trap. Surrender Dragon Sparrow, and considering your potential, you could still be enlisted…”
“We should leave, don’t provoke the Ancient Demon God and make things more complicated!” Ling Ruoyu tossed aside the plan to split and run, grabbed Dragon Sparrow, and intended to flee.
“What’s the rush, it might not even be an Ancient Demon God, could be a Martial Artist from this era accidentally entering the secret realm? Haven’t you ever wandered into one?”
Ling Ruoyu: “…”
“Boom!” Energy struck the barrier again, and the spatial barrier shattered loudly.
Ling Ruoyu stopped in her tracks.
Li Huangquan and others rushed in, their expressions frozen too.
Before them was not the known Ancient Sword Room, but a pitch-black abyss.
The abyss was naturally lightless, yet there was light ahead.
It was a quiet pool of water, with the lotus platforms within almost withered, only the lingering sense of life indicating its forr attribute. A Great Han was sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform, dressed in a simple Martial Artist’s outfit, showing no signs of strength, appearing as an ordinary man.
Only his shining eyes emitted electricity in the void, illuminating the abyss.
Dragon Sparrow peeked out.
Why is his scar gone… Sister Qingjie,
But even without the scar, he still seed fierce; that indifferent face, glaring eyes, made everyone present, including Dragon Sparrow himself, feel an illusion of dread as if targeted by a beast.
That was the killing aura and majesty from countless battles slaughtering gods and demons.
His gaze fell on Ling Ruoyu, then at Dragon Sparrow in her hand, with a slightly puzzled expression.
The little female sparrow would actually accept soone else’s weight? I take a nap, and this happens?
Noticing his gaze, Ling Ruoyu instinctively hid the sword behind her, holding the sword forward defensively, cautiously saying, “Respected senior, we did not an to disturb your rest…”
Li Huangquan and the others couldn’t discern the man’s strength but couldn’t deny the authenticity of his majesty and killing intent; besides, his Life Breath felt peaceful, unlike that of a villain. With such a complex aura, which Ancient Demon God could this be?
Quickly thinking, he interrupted Ling Ruoyu, “Senior, this Demoness wields a Demon Sword wreaking havoc, slaughtering nurous innocents, causing a pile of corpses by the lake. We are urgently seeking to rid of the demon; please assist.”
Zhao Changhe appeared puzzled: “So, you’re saying, that’s a Demon Sword?”
“Exactly, its bloodlust is palpable, senior should feel it… that’s from taking countless lives.”
Ling Ruoyu was anxious, “No, senior, this sword belonged to a most respected senior hero, who only cut down Demon Followers!”
Zhao Changhe repeated, “Most respected senior hero.”
Ling Ruoyu exclaid loudly, “Yes, a legendary hero! After my master, the one I respect the most!”
“Nonsense!” Li Huangquan shouted sternly, “That was an unscrupulous, shaless lowlife, who disgraced countless virtuous won!”
Zhao Changhe’s face was expressionless.
Damn your mother…
I was asleep, not dead, and this is how they slander out there? Was this written by a blind person?
Li Huangquan thought although he couldn’t see through the man’s strength, it couldn’t surpass Dragon Sparrow, and once he seized Dragon Sparrow, he wouldn’t have to worry about this newly awakened oblivious entity. Thus, he sharply declared, “The Demoness is healing in the shadows; we must seize her and then explain to the senior!”
With that, he suddenly attacked, slashing towards Ling Ruoyu’s throat.
Zhao Changhe subtly flicked a finger.
Ling Ruoyu was about to parry with her sword when she suddenly felt Dragon Sparrow in her hand act out of line, springing from an oddly skewed angle, completely dropping the previous bombardnt style, the Sword Light flashing rely once, silent as the wind brushing through the night.
A blood streak abruptly appeared on Li Huangquan’s throat; clutching his neck, he fell backward.
The night rain drumd against the little building.
Even Ling Ruoyu didn’t know what just happened as the sword flickered once more.
The surrounding abyss surged like a bloody tide, and the next mont, all the n in black who ca with Li Huangquan exploded, blood splattering in every direction.
Blood Filling Mountains and Rivers.
Ling Ruoyu stared blankly at the hellish scene around, silently thinking it was over. Dragon Sparrow seed to sober up, suddenly becoming so spirited… yet now this was undeniably a Demon Sword, how would the Ancient Demon God react?
But then the Ancient Demon God spoke, earnestly, “This sword is righteous and dignified, of boundless might, a true hero’s sword. Sleeping for an epoch and waking to find such a figure in the world, most impressive…”
Dragon Sparrow would have thrown up its last al if it ate.
Who knew that waking up would remain so shaless.
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