At the thought, he couldn't help reaching up to touch his right eye.
The movement was light and quick, but it didn't escape the notice of the tall man in black, who had been watching him the whole time.
Unexpectedly, this unconscious gesture only made the tall man in black, who was gradually approaching, even more brazen.
He thought, What is there to fear from a guy who's blind in one eye?
So what if he's holding a sword? Who's he trying to scare?
Which cultivator who had made it here hadn't danced on the edge of a blade? Which of them hadn't crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood?
They had found some spirit herbs in the secret realm, but had come away empty-handed when it came to the so-called treasures!
That legendary Demon Eye, said to see through illusions and glimpse the future, had appeared only for a fleeting instant when the secret realm opened, then vanished without a trace.
Naturally, this had become the greatest question in their minds: who had the Demon Eye fallen into the hands of?
The Demon Eye was a legendary, monstrous treasure!
They said that whoever possessed it could behold the secrets of heaven and earth, break through the barriers of all laws, and glimpse the changes of the future! A treasure like that was worth any price to seize!
At the thought, he couldn't help slowly drawing the spirit sword in his hand, its tip aimed at Wang Xian.
He barked, "When we entered the secret realm, I saw the Demon Eye with my own eyes! Since it's disappeared, and you have its aura on you..."
He hadn't finished speaking, but his meaning was unmistakable—
He was going to attack, kill Wang Xian on the spot,