"But that Evil Lord himself can command all manner of evils. He must possess extraordinary magic power."
Fang Xi looked at the group of youths and could not help reminding them.
"Heh heh, with all of us immortals gathered here, that little clown of the demonic path is merely waiting to be executed... Fellow Daoist Fang, if you're afraid, you can hide to the side and cheer us on when the time comes."
The 'Flying Dragon Sword' Jian Caifei finally lost his patience and sneered.
"Exactly... Just look at the magic treasure in his hand. It's crude beyond words—not even worthy of being called a flying sword."
The few young Daoists of the Moving Mountain Dao knew that the 'Flying Dragon Sword' Jian Caifei was the most outstanding among their group of young Sword Immortals and had long wanted to curry favor with him. Now they joined in the jeering.
"Hmph."
Fang Xi was secretly amused, but his expression changed dramatically as he said, "You're all blind! My flying sword is an ancient supreme treasure called the 'Heavenly Demon Slaying Sword.' Engraved upon it are one hundred and eight thousand Heavenly Demon Secret Scripts. It can seal and draw upon the power of Outer Realm Heavenly Demons for its own use. It's only because this sword defies Heaven's harmony that the senior Immortals placed a spirit talisman seal upon it, causing this divine weapon to conceal its own radiance."
"Hahaha!"
At these words, even Cold Mountain Swordsman Peng Xifan could not help laughing. This fellow Daoist is quite the character, to spout such utter nonsense with such a straight face...
Fang Xi did not argue. He simply went to the side and sat cross-legged.
If he had not vaguely sensed that his opportunity lay here, he would never have mingled