At this point, there was nothing more she could ask.
One could say that this Demonic Sword was merely a tool for swapping the beams and pillars. Beyond that, its existence held no meaning whatsoever.
Its master had abandoned it long ago. It existed only to serve as a substitute.
As for who its master was, or who had switched out the real Demonic Sword and for what purpose, it knew nothing.
Inexplicably, another mystery had appeared. But would this mystery have anything to do with her this time?
Su Jiu was unsure whether it concerned her, but she was certain that the substitution of the Demonic Sword was inextricably linked to Windforest Star River.
When she had seen that painting on the Hongsheng Heavenly Road, she had already had a premonition. Now, that premonition had come true.
In all her years in the cultivation world, she had never heard of anyone wielding an exceptionally powerful Demonic Sword. That left only two possibilities: its wielder had disguised it, or the Demonic Sword had been hidden away...
"I've told you everything. You can let me go now, can't you?" By now, the Demon Spirit's voice was so feeble that it seemed it might dissipate the next instant.
Yet Su Jiu smiled. "I never promised you anything."
As her words fell, she abruptly clenched her hand. The Demon Spirit let out a string of agonized screams before turning into a wisp of black smoke and dissipating completely.
As for the Demonic Sword, it could no longer be called one.
At a glance, it looked like nothing more than scrap metal. Not only was its blade covered in cracks, but its original demonic qi had also dissipated completely.
The Teleportation Array remained, radiating waves of blue light that looked particularly magnificent in the