"Senior, please do not grieve too deeply. Surely you still have clansmen in the Spirit Realm."
Seeing the ancient demon overcome with sorrow, Chen Changming could not help but console him.
The ancient demon wiped away his tears, his emotions returning to normal. Looking at Chen Changming, he said, "You must find it strange—why are there two sacred swords within the Ancestral Realm?"
"Yes."
Chen Changming gave a wry smile.
He truly was curious about this.
Why had the ancient demon forged two sacred swords, giving the inferior one to the Heavenly Toad Tribe?
"Back then, in order to preserve the Ancient Demon bloodline, I intermarried with women of the Heavenly Toad Tribe and produced many descendants. But later, I discovered that this method would not last forever. As time passed, the Ancient Demon bloodline in their bodies would inevitably grow thinner and thinner, until one day, it vanished completely."
"To strengthen the Heavenly Toad Tribe, I specifically forged an imitation Slaughter Demon Sword, while also fusing in a few fragments of the true Slaughter Demon Sword. Only then did that sword gain a trace of the aura of a Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure."
"Though some members of the Heavenly Toad Tribe possess the bloodline of my Ancient Demon Clan, they simply cannot cultivate the Undying Demon Heart Art. Thus, I sealed away the true Slaughter Demon Sword, waiting for the fated person capable of cultivating an Undying Demon Heart."
"Heaven never disappoints those who labor with all their heart. I knew the heavens would leave a thread of life for the inheritance of my Ancient Demon Clan. And so, today, you have finally come."
The ancient demon spoke at length in one breath, then looked at Chen Changming and sighed. "Among the ancient demons, I was a sword cultivator, just