Before Demon Jade Mountain, Demon Cloud cried out in shock upon seeing Ye Jingcheng, his expression carrying a trace of arrogance.
He had reached Purple Palace in a hundred years and Golden Core in two hundred. Even within the Mystical Heaven Demon Sect, he was undoubtedly considered exceptionally gifted.
Moreover, he could sense that Ye Jingcheng was merely at the initial Golden Core stage.
It was not as though he had never killed Golden Core cultivators at that stage before. The next moment, he actually took a step forward.
A sinister grin spread across his face.
"You should count yourself fortunate to become the second demonic sword soul of my magic sword." As Demon Cloud spoke, a jet-black flying sword shot out, slashing straight toward Ye Jingcheng.
Ye Jingcheng was momentarily stunned as well, though it was not by the other party's strength.
Rather, he was surprised that the man was so bold as to leave the formation and take the initiative to ambush him.
This was the first time he had encountered such a good thing.
Naturally, Ye Jingcheng did not lower his guard.
Instead, he too brought out the Gold Glaze Sword and the Void Mystery Dharma Bottle.
Clang!
The former swiftly transformed into a streak of golden sword light and collided with the jet-black demonic sword, releasing a terrifying metallic crash. Countless ripples of spiritual energy became waves that spread outward.
Yet in the next instant, Ye Jingcheng's eyes narrowed slightly.
Black flames had appeared across the surface of the Gold Glaze Sword.
Demon Cloud let out another strange laugh.
"My Rakshasa Sword was forged from Rakshasa Stone. It can defile every kind of mystical iron beneath heaven!"
However, his strange laughter had barely continued for long when Ye Jingcheng's body suddenly transformed into three identical spirit