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The waves on the sea were cleaved cleanly in two, whipping up wild winds and towering seas. Far away, a white figure flew over like a ghost! No sooner had the laughter faded than an old man dressed all in white was already standing with his hands behind his back on the surface of the water, surveying the cultivators before me.
It was not only Zhou Feng who stood there dumbstruck. When I saw that familiar back, my eyes widened too. How had Sword Demon Master come here?
"Disciple, you reached the Upper Three States. How could you pass by without coming in?" Sword Demon Master's voice reached me, jolting my mind. I hurriedly said, "Master, the Great War of the Nine Provinces has already begun. How could I have had time to go sightseeing in the Upper Three States?"
"Tsk, the Great War of the Nine Provinces will still last a while. Yet here you are, rushing about in a panic. Your temper is too impatient." As Sword Demon Master chatted with me, I saw a small black sword roll from his sleeve. Once it fell into his hand, it expanded in the wind, apparently able to shrink and enlarge freely.
"Master, I didn't know you were in the Upper Three States. Otherwise, I would've gone looking for you." I hurriedly spoke, while Zhou Feng and all the cultivators opposite us went pale, as if they had seen a terrifying demon lord.
"Is... is that Sword Demon?"
Someone shouted, and the entire group of cultivators was utterly shocked. That single sword strike had just obliterated twenty or thirty people. Even without the title of "Sword Demon," such strength was horrifying enough! Before long, some of the people on Zhou Feng's side began fleeing.
Zhou Feng gritted his teeth