Sword Demon

Golden light condensed into a thread, and murderous intent blazed within the sword.

The old Demon Cultivator's expression changed drastically. He immediately transformed into a demon beast, folding his segmented limbs around his body as he rapidly retreated, trying desperately to evade the strike.

But the sword was too fast.

Before he had retreated more than a few steps, the golden sword light, carrying razor-sharp killing intent, had already closed in before his eyes.

Gritting his teeth, the old Demon Cultivator used his hard limbs to shield the vital points around his body.

Then the Sword Pattern flashed. Golden light bloomed, and the Spirit Sword shattered, like a Twin Golden Lotus bursting into bloom—dazzling and deadly.

In an instant, sword qi scattered in every direction, and Blood Mist exploded.

The severed limbs shredded by sword qi flew everywhere, while flesh torn apart by shattered sword fragments splattered across the floor.

Ouyang Mu opened his mouth.

Though this was not the first time he had seen Senior Martial Brother Mo's sword control, such sword control was truly inconceivable. The sword light was beautiful, yet the sword qi was perilous, far surpassing that of ordinary cultivators at the same realm.

Thus, every time he saw it, his heart was shaken anew.

When the sword qi finally faded and the Blood Mist dispersed, the Artifact Refining Room had become an utter mess, as though it had been washed in blood.

A moment later, a mass of flesh in the middle of the room trembled.

The old Demon Cultivator was not dead.

He was at Foundation Establishment Peak Stage.

Mo Hua was only at Foundation Establishment Middle Stage. Though he relied on the power of the Gold-Breaking Sword Array and Divine Consciousness Sword Control, enough to pose an enormous threat to cultivators at Foundation