"Even if you had ten thousand lives to lose, you wouldn't dare steal the Unblemished Evil Spirit Sword!"
The Spirit Seizing Young Master's eyes turned cold. He spun around and strode out of the palace.
"Did any of you notice anything unusual yesterday?" the Spirit Seizing Young Master asked.
"Young Master, we've been guarding this place the entire time. We didn't see the slightest stir!" the men in black reported.
"Damn it! What happened? Did the Unblemished Evil Spirit Sword vanish into thin air?"
The Spirit Seizing Young Master clenched his fists. Veins bulged across his forehead, and his face twisted into a savage grimace.
He had obtained the Unblemished Evil Spirit Sword from the Evil Spirit Divine King Secret Realm. To claim it, he had endured countless evil spirits tearing at his Spiritual Origin.
He had endured that torment for three whole years before finally obtaining the Unblemished Evil Spirit Sword.
But its Artifact Spirit had been so badly damaged that it was on the verge of shattering. It was weaker than the Artifact Spirit of an ordinary divine artifact and had even fallen into a coma.
If not for the four divine patterns engraved on the blade, it would have been nothing but a useless sword.
Over the years, he had searched through all manner of secret manuals for a way to repair the sword's Artifact Spirit. After consulting a wandering artifact-refining master, he had finally decided to set up the Evil Spirit Blood Altar and offer the blood of virgins to its Artifact Spirit.
Success had been right before his eyes, only one step away. Yet for all his calculations, he had never imagined the Unblemished Evil Spirit Sword would vanish without a trace.
"Young Master, could the Unblemished Evil Spirit Sword have escaped on its own?"