After the Heavenly Demon Immortal-Slaying Sword drained the spirit, energy, blood, and vitality of all four evil Gods of Yangjiao Ridge in succession, it no longer wanted to return to Shi Feiyang.
He recalled those days at the Star Lodge Sea, when Xu Wan had refined him, feeding him blood essence and true qi, and savored the memory of draining Gu Ying's Physical Body dry.
Of course, he also remembered the terror of being interrupted twice, especially when Shi Feiyang had broken him in two with the Suiren Fire Drill. Like a newborn infant dealt a devastating blow the instant he left his mother's womb, he would live in that shadow for the rest of his life.
"No, no, I can't let him find me again. I have to leave this place, leave the Central Land. Yes, I'll go overseas. I've heard there are plenty of cultivators there too. I'll drain their blood and vitality..."
Having made up his mind, the Demon Sword turned and flew southeast.
Jiang Xiaotie and the Snow Mountain Sect disciples had all been terrified by the Demon Sword's horrific, uncanny way of killing. Seeing the sword fly off on his own, heading southeast rather than north, the Snow Mountain Sect disciples called out, "Xiaotie! That sword's flying away by himself! Aren't you going to bring him back?"
How could Jiang Xiaotie dare? He remembered Shi Feiyang's instructions: once he released the sword, he was to leave everything alone and not approach.
He had originally wanted to examine this extraordinarily powerful divine sword up close, then personally deliver him back to Shi Feiyang. Now, however, he was frightened. If the sword suddenly did that to him while he held him, wouldn't he end up a dried corpse and a heap of decaying bones too?
His face