The Old Doctor's Void-Splitting Sword, Encountering an Old Acquaintance Again

Home World, Cang Province, Ten Thousand Mountains, high above a point a hundred li from Nine Li Village.

A figure radiating Demonic Qi stood amid the clouds, his face cruel as he stared in Nine Li Village's direction.

"That village is that little bitch's hometown?"

"To think such a girl with Ice Muscle Jade Bone came from such a tiny village."

"Perfect. Refining the Demonic Fiend Blood Soul Banner requires a great quantity of living blood offerings. I'm still short on my quota, so you'll do to make up the numbers."

"I wonder what expression that little bitch will wear when she sees her relatives turned into blood souls?"

Eagle Demon looked down at Nine Li Village, shrouded in clouds and mist, demonic light gleaming in his eyes.

Back in the Holy City, Xiao Yan had severely wounded him by using the power of an array to drive flying swords. More than a year had passed, and though his injuries had healed—

Whenever he recalled the matter, hatred still scorched his heart.

He had once been a Demonic Cultivator with Nascent Soul Great Power, an existence feared by all in the cultivation world. When had he ever suffered such a devastating loss?

To be grievously wounded by a single sword from a Golden Core Realm junior and nearly perish—this was a humiliation he could never erase for the rest of his life!

Originally, he had thought he would need to wait until the Demonic Fiend Blood Soul Banner was complete and the Holy Mountain's array had been broken before he could avenge this grudge.

Yet while gathering blood souls, he had inadvertently learned something.

That remote little village ahead was actually Lu Xiaoyan's hometown.

The moment Eagle Demon learned this, he was overjoyed.

In an instant, countless methods of revenge