Demon Slayer Sword

This voice was brimming with arrogance.

It sounded as though its owner feared neither heaven nor earth.

Yet in truth, Randeng had already begun fleeing in disarray.

The source of that voice kept changing as well.

No one could tell where Randeng actually was.

Talking the toughest talk.

While acting like the biggest coward?

This turn of events left many people unsure whether to laugh or cry.

Randeng...

Since when had he become so shameless?

They had originally thought they would get to watch a good show.

But now, it seemed that show would not be happening.

Primal Sage was furious as well.

The Top-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure in the sky, the Three Treasures Jade Scepter, radiated majestic heavenly might.

Yet it spun around aimlessly like a headless fly, unable to find a target.

Because he had never managed to capture Taoist Randeng's aura.

Just then, a vast and ethereal voice rang out:

"Yuanshi, wait for now. Once the Treasure Ranking has been fully revealed, you can deal with other matters... The next treasure is about to be announced..."

Though this voice lacked overwhelming grandeur, it carried an ethereal quality that inspired reverence.

It was none other than the Mystic School's leader, Grand Supreme Old Lord...

Faced with this situation, the helpless Yuanshi Tianzun could only withdraw the Three Treasures Jade Scepter.

The vast Purple-Gold Qi in the sky began boiling once more.

Many people's attention was drawn back upward.

What sort of treasure could rank above the Qingping Sword, the Coiled Dragon Walking Stick, and the Three Treasures Jade Scepter?

The surging golden light in the sky churned once again.

In the end, it revealed a longsword.

The moment this longsword appeared, countless people were utterly baffled.

A treasure capable of ranking above the Three Pure Ones' three treasures should, by all reason, have possessed an enormous reputation.

Yet this longsword looked entirely unremarkable, as though no one recognized it.

It was an ordinary longsword, with nothing particularly remarkable about it.

But the instant this sword appeared, the expressions of the Twelve Ancestral Witches within the Ancestral Witch Grand Hall changed drastically.

Because this longsword was a treasure the Twelve Ancestral Witches had recently forged in secret.

It had not even been fully refined before the Hongmeng Purple Gold List exposed it...

Would this not spell disaster?

"Big Brother, I never expected this sword to be exposed. What should we do now?"

Dijiang, the most imposing figure among them, wore a bitter smile as well.

"It does not matter. It would have been exposed sooner or later; it is merely a matter of whether it happened earlier or later. Let it be..."

"The world says that our Sorcerer Race's primordial spirits are flawed and that we cannot wield treasures. Now that we have forged one regardless, it is good that it has appeared before the world. Let the people of the Primordial World broaden their horizons..."

Before long, purple qi filled the sky, forming several lines of Grand Dao Script:

["Treasure Ranking, forty-fifth place: Demon Slayer Sword. Forged by the Sorcerer Race after slaughtering tens of millions of Human Race members and obtaining their essence blood. It possesses a natural suppressive power over the Demon Clan, capable of decaying demon flesh and corrupting demon primordial spirits. No demon can withstand it; its power is unmatched! Because it only targets the Demon Clan, it ranks forty-fifth. Owners: Twelve Ancestral Witches!"]

The moment this treasure was revealed, the entire Primordial World erupted in uproar.

Could the Sorcerer Race use treasures now?

What exactly was going on?

The Sorcerer Race's primordial spirits were flawed. They were born unable to use treasures or cultivate any Dharma cultivation techniques, and could only strengthen their physical bodies.

Then what was this treasure?

Could they wield it using only their physical bodies?

They had slaughtered tens of millions of Human Race members to forge the Demon Slayer Sword?

Was that not far too bloody?

It was truly a slaughter that reached the heavens.

Everyone's expressions turned incomparably grim.

In their minds arose an incomparably tragic scene: tens of millions of Human Race members, slaughtered to the last...

That was absolutely an outcome too horrific to behold...

At the thought of it, their faces even turned pale.

Tens of millions... What a terrifying number that was?

Did the Sorcerer Race not fear heavenly retribution for such actions?

For a time, the way the Primordial Great Beings looked at the Sorcerer Race changed.

No one had expected the Sorcerer Race to be so ruthless.

To deal with the Demon Clan, they had actually slaughtered tens of millions of Human Race members to forge this so-called Demon Slayer Sword.

It was simply...

The hearts of all the great beings trembled...

The Human Race had been created by the Sage Goddess Nuwa from molded earth. Was it truly right for the Sorcerer Race to slaughter them on such a massive scale?

Were they not afraid of Goddess Nuwa's retaliation?

The Sorcerer Race truly was audacious beyond measure...

The atmosphere throughout the Primordial World instantly became strange.

And, vaguely, the Sorcerer Race was being isolated from everyone else.

After all, what the Sorcerer Race had done was simply too horrifying.

At this moment, within the Heavenly Court, the two exceptionally elegant great beings were utterly enraged.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who had always possessed a fiery temper, spoke directly.

"Dijiang, I never expected your Sorcerer Race to be so vicious, secretly forging a sword to counter the Demon Clan. You truly are despicable and shameless. Your Sorcerer Race deserves to be called the filthiest race in the Primordial World. You should be exterminated. Once this matter is over, wait for the Demon Clan's army..."

Eastern Emperor Taiyi had always been hot-tempered.

Seeing that the Sorcerer Race had actually forged the Demon Slayer Sword, he was naturally beside himself with rage.

Heavenly Emperor Dijun also spoke:

"I never expected you to be this despicable. Your actions enrage both men and gods alike. You deserve extermination!"

These two Demon Clan great beings cursed loudly.

Naturally, no one else dared interrupt.

Within the Ancestral Witch Hall, the Twelve Ancestral Witches wore rather unsightly expressions, yet they did not retort.

Strictly speaking, the Sorcerer Race had indeed acted rather disgracefully.

They had slaughtered tens of millions of Human Race members and used their essence blood to forge the Demon Slayer Sword.

It truly violated the harmony of heaven...

They had hidden this Demon Slayer Sword extremely well.

They had only intended to catch the Demon Clan off guard during the final decisive battle.

Yet they had never expected the Hongmeng Creation List to reveal it ahead of time.

Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, only their leader, Dijiang, sneered.

"Emperor Jun, Taiyi, do not speak such self-serving nonsense. Do you think we do not know what your Demon Clan has done?"

"You joined forces with Sages to plunder the Sorcerer Race's fortune..."

"Relying on the Demon Clan's power to seize the Primordial World's blessings..."

"Secretly slaughtering many Primordial Great Beings..."

"The ten suns hanging high in the sky, scorching the Primordial Land..."

"Each and every one of these vile deeds is far worse than anything our Sorcerer Race has done..."

His tone was filled with disdain.

In truth, that was indeed the case.

The Sorcerer Race and the Demon Clan had already fought a great decisive battle!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had deployed the Twelve Heavens Divine Fiend Grand Formation.

Emperor Jun and Taiyi of the Demon Clan had led three hundred and sixty-five Great Demons to deploy the Stellar Heavenly Cycle Formation.

The result was that the Demon Clan lacked sufficient forces.

The Sorcerer Race held a slight advantage and won across the board...

Just as they were about to breach the Demon Clan Heavenly Court, the Dao Ancestor intervened to stop them.

He established an agreement that they could not wage war for ten thousand years.

Only then did the Demon Clan gain a chance to recover.

Naturally, the Sorcerer Race was deeply indignant.

Heavenly Emperor Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"Your Sorcerer Race slaughtered Human Race members without cause, numbering in the tens of millions. It truly violates the harmony of heaven. For a filthy race like yours, heaven itself will destroy you. What can you do against heaven?"

As they spoke, they laughed loudly.

Hearing this, Dijiang, leader of the Sorcerer Race, showed only disdain.

His deep, weighty voice spread throughout heaven and earth:

"Emperor Jun, Taiyi, you are nothing but hypocrites. Our Sorcerer Race is ashamed to stand beneath the same heavens as your Demon Clan! Do you think the Hongmeng Creation List does not know of your deeds?"

"Do the countless living beings of the world not know?"

This voice carried boundless majesty as it rumbled through heaven and earth...

The moment these words were spoken.

Countless living beings were shocked.

What did Dijiang mean?

Could it be... the Demon Clan also...