"This blade was a coming-of-age gift bestowed upon me by the sect master. I have only used it three times in my life. Now, you are the fourth—and the fourth fortunate enough to lay eyes upon it."
"You should feel honored to have seen it."
After saying that, Mo Yun reached out and gripped the Demon Blade before him. In that instant, boundless demonic aura burst from his body, while wave after wave of terrifying demonic energy radiated from the blade.
Scarlet cracks appeared across the Demon Blade. They were incomparably strange; stare at them for too long, and one's head would begin to spin.
"A low-grade Supreme artifact?"
As a prodigy of the Asura Clan, Rakshasa's discernment was naturally far from poor. With one glance, he recognized that the weapon in Mo Yun's hand was a low-grade Supreme artifact.
Supreme artifacts were already exceedingly precious, and a low-grade Supreme artifact was the treasure that suppressed an entire sect for ordinary sects.
"Come."
Mo Yun laughed heartily, then charged at Rakshasa with his long blade in hand. Empowered by the Supreme artifact, he pressed Rakshasa down like a Celestial God, beating him so thoroughly that Rakshasa had no strength to fight back.
Even before Mo Yun had used the Supreme artifact, Rakshasa had already been left miserable by his attacks. Now that he had brought it out, Rakshasa did not even have the slightest ability to resist.
"Demonization, First Turn Grinding Wheel."
Mo Yun looked down from on high at Rakshasa below, then viciously slashed out with his blade. In an instant, a blade aura that dominated heaven and earth appeared, and the entire world sank into dimness.
Boom, boom, boom.
The seawater churned, space trembled, and even the Dao resonance wailed in grief.
A body was cleaved directly in