The moment the demons saw Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass, their hearts sank. They were utterly distraught!
What?! Are you serious?
It really was that damned Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass?
Why did that damned grass always show up to ruin things whenever the Demon Clan was about to win?
With him here, how could the Demon Clan keep fighting?
What a load of crap! They were more likely to get beaten!
Back then, Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass had become famous with a single sword strike. He had severed one of their Emperor's arms with one slash! That terrifying Sword Qi had made all the demons lose their nerve at the mere mention of swords!
Now, that surging, icy Sword Qi came rushing toward them, frightening them into retreating again and again as their hearts pounded with fear.
They were terrified that one careless move would leave them caught in Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass's Sword Qi, causing them to evaporate on the spot.
The Demon Clan wore bitter, sorrowful expressions, but the Human Race was filled with delight. They were also immensely relieved, letting out long sighs of relief.
It was Lord Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass!
Their Lord Nine Swords had come to save them!
Fortunately, Lord Nine Swords had arrived in time. Otherwise, how could they possibly have been a match for the Demon Clan? If Lord Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass had not come, they would probably already have been pinned to the ground and beaten senseless by the demons.
By then, what Lord Nine Swords would have seen was probably their mangled limbs, a miserable scene of blood flowing like rivers and corpses piled as high as mountains.
Thank goodness, thank goodness...
When Di Jun saw Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass suddenly appear, his