"Gentlemen, have a safe journey down the road to the Yellow Springs!"
With a smiling face, the Demonic Cultivator Body took in the figures of the four before him. The corners of his mouth lifted in a smug smile.
As his voice rang out again, sword qi filling the sky swiftly converged, condensing into an enormous blade of sword light in midair. Its edge pointed straight at East Sea Sword Saint Liu Hua, who was sitting with his eyes closed, circulating his cultivation.
The other three had all been swallowed by Demonic Qi.
Even if the three could resist the effects of the Demonic Qi and avoid falling into the demonic path, the Little Demons mixed within that Demonic Qi would eventually devour their Primordial Spirits and seize their Seas of Consciousness.
By then, the three would still be unable to escape the fate of becoming demons.
As for East Sea Sword Saint Liu Hua before him, Liu Hua's injuries had not even been fully suppressed, yet he had already faintly sensed that something was amiss.
Once Liu Hua suppressed his injuries, he was certain to unleash some earth-shattering secret art or powerful move.
Though his cultivation realm was stronger, and though many Little Demons within him had yet to be completely refined, he was confident he could preserve himself beneath Liu Hua's powerful move.
But while he was arrogant by nature and full of confidence in his own strength, he was not brainless. If he could avoid taking risks, then it was naturally best not to take them.
Now was precisely the chance to kill Liu Hua. There was no reason for him to miss it, nor would he.
In the blink of an eye, the enormous sword light descended from the heavens. Its vast and majestic force was