A tempestuous storm instantly rose within Xiao Yang's heart!
What kind of divine artifact was the Immortal Slaying Sword?
It was a supreme killing treasure born from chaos itself! A forbidden object that even the Heavenly Dao feared!
There were only a handful of things in this world that could make it react!
What exactly was the origin of this seemingly ordinary broken jade slip?
Could it have some unknown connection to the Immortal Slaying Sword?
In an instant, Xiao Yang's thoughts began to race.
The way he looked at the young man changed as well.
Originally, in his eyes, this young man was no different from a stone by the roadside. If he died, then he died.
But now, this young man, along with the jade slip in his hand, had become a moving treasure trove in Xiao Yang's eyes!
A treasure he had to get his hands on!
"Looks like I'm definitely sticking my nose into this business!"
A playful curve lifted at the corner of Xiao Yang's mouth.
The young man was just about to reach him when the Immortal King bone puppet behind him swung its enormous skeletal claw down, accompanied by a howling gale!
The young man's face went deathly pale, and he closed his eyes in despair.
"It's over..."
Yet the death he expected did not come.
At that critical moment!
A black figure appeared before him in an instant, like a phantom!
A clear sword cry rang through heaven and earth!
A blood-red Sword Light shot into the sky like lightning tearing through the night!
Faced with the terrifying strike of the Immortal King bone puppet, powerful enough to shatter mountains, Xiao Yang did not even raise an eyelid.
He merely stood there, sword in one hand, and casually swung upward at the