Then the blood-red light scattered, and a treasure that was neither quite blade nor sword came into view.
Fairy Fire Cloud reached out and gripped it, and the aura around her body suddenly surged wildly.
"Not good. This time, she's become a Puppet controlled by the Demon Blade. That Demon Blade is... the Heavenly Demon Sword!"
"The Heavenly Demon Sword? Foster Father, you recognize it?" Tian Xiaojian's voice carried curiosity, as though he had yet to sense that danger was already closing in.
"Xiaojian, don't ask so much. Leave this place, quickly. The thing before us isn't something you can deal with." The Devil Race Grand Commander's face was filled with urgency.
"Foster Father, how—?"
"Don't ask. Go!"
Tian Xiaojian's expression changed. In the past, no matter how dire the situation had been, he had never seen Foster Father panic like this. One had to know, he was the Split Soul of the Devil Race Grand Commander, with vast experience and knowledge. No matter what, he would never loose an arrow without a target...
With that thought, Tian Xiaojian hesitated no longer. Black light rose all over his body, and he was about to fly into the distance.
Yet at that very moment, Fairy Fire Cloud raised the Heavenly Demon Sword in her hand and swung it down viciously.
It was not aimed at Tian Xiaojian, nor at any cultivator present, yet a strange ripple emerged.
Lin Xuan sensed it with perfect clarity, and instantly felt extremely uncomfortable.
That feeling was difficult to put into words. It was as if something terrible had already happened.
"Thinking of running? Hmph, too late. Everything within a hundred thousand li has already been sealed by my Supernatural Power. Unless you kill me, not one of you will escape."
"What? That one strike just