Buzz, buzz, buzz...
The Yousi Sword vibrated at high frequency.
It had not felt such powerful fury and killing intent in a very long time.
In its previous master's hands, it had vented righteous grudges many times and grasped the true meaning of "ferocity." That had been supreme joy.
But ever since it had fallen into this generation's master's hands, aside from occasionally being allowed out to catch some air...
This master was like a stuffy gourd. In his daily life, he knew only carefree happiness and rarely felt such extreme rage as he did now.
A ferocious sword could only truly unleash its power when its wielder's will was in complete accord with the true meaning of "ferocity."
Now...
Just a little more! The Yousi Sword frantically poured ferocious demonic aura into its host's body.
Just a little more, and it would seize temporary control over this human and begin venting its own joy.
At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou was already on the verge of losing control.
Under normal circumstances, he would definitely have noticed the Yousi Sword's abnormality, as well as his own.
But his emotions had begun with a slight loss of control, only for the Yousi Sword's ferocious demonic aura to exploit the opening and invade, until now they had utterly collapsed...
It could be said that he was no longer merely fighting against reason.
More than that, he had to resist the assault of the ferocious demonic aura! In such circumstances, confronting Ancestor Wuji, one of his own, needle for needle and blade for blade had been utterly irrational.
Yet Xu Xiaoshou could no longer control his own rhythm at all.
As a ferocious sword, the Yousi Sword's influence was truly immense. He only wanted to follow his heart and slaughter in all directions.
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