C42 (1/2)

Across the sky, the cloud's terminal, Sidi.

”Big Brother, your ability is really fascinating,” the Bloodthirsty Sword Demon said in a fiery voice as he was enveloped by the golden light. From the moment he was possessed by the ”divine light”, in just an instant, the Sword Demon had already escaped from the demonic city and returned to the Demonic Sword Pavilion's shrine.

The Sword Demon changed into a set of black robes, leaving only his blood-red eyes outside as he slowly walked out of the hall. The void shadow on top of the divine altar said, ”I have to say, big brother, your foresight is really godly.”

”Don't, there's no need to mention how useless it is, how are you doing?” The black shadow slowly floated into the air, leaving behind a black lightning rune as he stood up, ”Don't disappoint the lord.”

”Big Brother, don't worry. The two Divine Kings you asked, the Ice Emperor and the Flame Lord, were all turned to ash by that slut's lightning before I even left,” The moment Sword Saint's name was mentioned, a trace of anger appeared in the Bloodthirsty Sword Demon's bloodshot eyes. His aura was filled with scorn and ridicule.

Hearing this news, the mysterious man was surprised, ”Oh? When did this fellow become so ruthless? ”

”Hur Hur, from the day he killed me.” Without thinking too much, the Sword Demon replied to the mysterious man.

The black shadow couldn't sweat, otherwise it would have long been covered in cold sweat. At this moment, he was simply speechless, ”I already said, don't bring up these old stories anymore. You who do important things, you have some prospects.”

”People who do important things need to be cautious,” while chatting, the Sword Demon was actually angry, making the boss confused. At this moment, he actually thought that it would be better to just leave him in the Nine Regions Imperial City, since no one would waste words with him. I shall ask you one last time, have you finished with your master's matters? ” The black shadow did not have the time to pay attention to him, and asked the Sword Demon with an impatient tone.

”Alright, alright, I got it. The bitch is already dead, and I felt his ten-colored mystical lightning. It's a pity that the sword spirit couldn't be brought back and shattered,” Seeing that his elder brother was angry, the Sword Demon quickly closed his grumbling mouth and reported everything about the Sword Saint to him.

”Hmph.” The black shadow didn't seem to want to linger around. With a light wave of his palm, it disappeared.

”Every single one of them is more crazy than the last,” the Sword Demon's face was filled with fanaticism as he muttered to himself, ”One day, I will make you kneel at my feet. This Sytry is after all the lord and me. Hahaha, hahaha! ”Unbridled laughter reverberated between the eight sacred altars for a long time. The Bloodthirsty Sword Demon, wearing the mask of a demon, slowly walked into the pavilion and closed the door to the main hall of the Demon Sword Pavilion.

At the same time, within the Nine Provinces Imperial City that was millions of miles away, it was in complete disorder. It was as if they experienced a natural disaster and the bustling city area that should have been the most lively was enveloped by a deathly silent aura.

”Cough cough, these guys really have a big movement,” Duke Ming pulled the trigger, and together with the two men in black beside him, they climbed up the ladder and slowly rose up from the ground. Duke Ming's snake-like tongue licked his dry lips, ”From now on, this will be your era, Shadow, Wind.”