The Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar abruptly spoke upon noticing the changes in the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword.
Ye Lin's expression gradually darkened. If he did not resolve the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword's crisis now, it would collapse completely, and all his previous efforts would come to nothing.
At this moment, Ye Lin somewhat regretted his decision. Had he known, he would have used the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor to perform the Sword Nurturing technique from the start.
But now, there was nothing he could do.
More and more cracks spread across the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword's surface. It was clearly on the verge of giving out, yet Ye Lin could not stop what he was doing.
"Damn it."
Sitting where he was, Ye Lin could not help but curse under his breath.
The Bloodthirsty Demon Sword had been with him for a long time. He did not want to watch it collapse just like that.
And now that the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword had already sustained damage, even if he stopped now, that damage was irreversible.
At this moment, Ye Lin found himself caught between a rock and a hard place.
Yet just then, bursts of footsteps suddenly sounded beyond the tranquil cave.
Hearing those footsteps and sensing the unfamiliar aura that had abruptly appeared outside, Ye Lin's expression shifted uncertainly.
Someone had come.
He had been too focused on the matter at hand earlier and had not yet had time to set up any restrictions.
A moment later, an elderly man leaning on a cane stood hunched outside the cave, looking at Ye Lin.
Ye Lin immediately grew tense.
An unfamiliar old man had appeared in the wilderness.
Even a fool would know this old man was no simple character.
At that moment, Xinyou lay on Ye Lin's shoulder, baring its teeth