In the end, the sword gained a few traces of Killing Sword Intent. That twisted, perverse aura was also weakened somewhat, and the young girl was affected as well, becoming a little more proper.
Zhao Fu withdrew the power of the Killing Sword, then pulled the sword from the stone platform. Countless pieces of information entered his mind, though most of it concerned methods of torturing and slaughtering people. It was likely the so-called inheritance, but Zhao Fu was not particularly interested in it.
This sword was called the Massacre Sword, and its grade had reached a Level Six Earth Divine Artifact.
Once equipment reached the Earth Divine Artifact grade, it could be called a divine artifact. Such a high grade was enough for it to be considered a mid-grade divine artifact.
Zhao Fu put it away with satisfaction, and the blood-haired girl returned to the sword. Then, Zhao Fu turned his gaze toward the eight crystal coffins around him.
With a casual wave of his hand, a burst of power shattered the restrictions on the crystal coffins. The eight women slowly opened their eyes. Some looked rather bewildered, while others stared coldly at Zhao Fu.
Little Li opened her eyes and gave Zhao Fu a seductive smile. She was the first to bow. "Thank you, Master, for saving my life."
The others also came to their senses and called out to Zhao Fu, "Master!"
Zhao Fu had not left any restrictions within their bodies, but the Massacre Sword controlled the souls of all eight of them. Since Zhao Fu controlled the Massacre Sword, he was naturally their master as well.
After giving a simple response, Zhao Fu led everyone away from the ruins.
On the fifth level, the ordinary young man's expression became somewhat solemn as he looked behind