Mountain Lord Refines an Artifact, Demon Witches Gather

Han Yi was overjoyed. From the First Mountain Lord's words, he could tell that the divine sword he had obtained from the Primordial God Clan had a great chance of advancing into an ancient artifact.

The First Mountain Lord would never speak without purpose. The Blackflame Witchstone he mentioned could not possibly have been brought up merely to make Han Yi's heart itch.

Sure enough.

The First Mountain Lord glanced at Han Yi and continued,

"I have several pieces of Blackflame Witchstone on me. Your divine sword only needs one to complete its advancement."

"However, all things have cause and effect. If you receive my Blackflame Witchstone, you must promise that, if you return alive, you will watch over Sword Demon Witch Mountain whenever it is within your power."

The First Mountain Lord's requirement was exceedingly lenient. He did not restrict how long Han Yi had to remain at Demon Witch Mountain, nor did he demand that Han Yi do anything in particular. He merely asked him to look after Demon Witch Mountain to the best of his ability.

Han Yi's expression turned solemn. "Rest assured, Mountain Lord. I am a member of Demon Witch Mountain. If anything happens to Demon Witch Mountain, I will certainly not stand by with my arms folded."

The First Mountain Lord waved his hand. All he wanted was Han Yi's attitude. Moreover, he knew that during the outbreak of the Dao Tomb, asking Han Yi's true body to remain stationed at Demon Witch Mountain for too long was unrealistic.

The Dao Tomb Ripple had three stages, and each could last no more than a hundred thousand years. Judging from the Chaos's current state, that time had already been shortened. The three stages combined might not even amount to a hundred thousand years.

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