Luohu looked at the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation before him and could not help feeling somewhat moved.
This thing truly was fated to be his. He was an incarnation of demonic qi, while the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation embodied the Dao of Slaughter.
They were simply made for each other.
It could be said that he, Luohu, was the person most compatible with this treasure.
Yet, looking at the seal upon the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, Luohu felt a headache coming on.
Although the seal before him had merely been casually placed by Pangu, it was still not something he could undo at his current level.
The disparity between them could no longer be described as the difference between heaven and earth.
It was the difference between an ant and the heavens.
If he dared to try forcibly taking it, the backlash from the sealing power would likely kill him on the spot the next instant.
Just then, an idea suddenly flashed through Luohu's mind as he pondered.
He swiftly raised his right hand. With a flicker of light in his palm, a mass of dense black qi, so thick it was nearly tangible, slowly emerged.
This mass of qi was the portion of Grievance and Fiendish Energy he had collected earlier.
This Grievance and Fiendish Energy contained the pain, rage, hatred, and other extreme emotions left behind by the fallen Myriad Races of the Great Desolation and Fierce Beasts.
It even contained the wills of many living beings. Perhaps the resentment generated by these countless beings could help the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.
With that thought, Luohu directly struck the Grievance and Fiendish Energy in his hand into the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.
The moment that Grievance and Fiendish Energy merged into the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation,
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