Whoosh, whoosh—the sounds of tearing through the air spread out. Above the azure sky, a pitch-black sword shadow split through layers of cloud seas, carving pale streaks in its wake. Like cleaving waves and breaking swells, it flashed over, then fell onto the soft earth beyond the green mountains, revealing itself as a man dressed in plain white hemp clothes, his hair hanging loose.
"Is this the place the Demon Lord spoke of? These green mountains nurture spiritual grace, yet killing intent lurks faintly in all four directions. Judging by how they occupy the spiritual terrain of the four cardinal extremes, this should be the Earth Demon lineage's Four Directions Extinction Grand Formation. They truly spared no expense."
This white-clothed, disheveled man was naturally Demon Sword of the Demonic Sect. After he had given Tiger King a Green Steel Sword, only for the sword intent hidden within it to be shattered head-on by Xiang Yang's Heavenly Blade, his long stillness had stirred into motion, and he had decided to venture out.
Not long afterward, the Battle of the Liao River erupted. Xiang Yang, Tian Xingzi, and Dharma Venerable Tongguang slew the Demonic Sect Three Elders. Demon Sword received the news as well, and became even more interested in meeting the Heavenly Blade. Ultimately, under Earth Demon Lord's guidance, he arrived here.
He had come alone with a sword on his back, only to find a scene the Demonic Sect had painstakingly plotted long ago. The feelings in his heart were beyond words, yet he had no intention of turning back.
"I am a swordsman, and I am also a man of the Demonic Sect. I came to fight Xiang Yang, for the sword path, for the martial path, and for the Demonic Sect's grand design. So long as I can