This is more like just having come down from the battlefield after killing people; the bloodstains hadn't even dried yet, and the sword is again placed on someone's neck.
He inwardly felt chilled.
Yet he also felt it was expected.
What was that scruffy-looking man with the sack trying to be, Big Mouth Xiao? What exactly are you imitating?
The appearance before him now, that's more like the "Eighth Sword Deity", known for stepping down on the Demonic Emperor Black Dragon and pointing the sword at the White Vein's Three Ancestors, right!
"Damn it."
"I heard that he used to annihilate anyone's Nine Tribes over a single disagreement, looking at this expression, it's not just Nine Tribes, right?"
...
"My time is running short."
"Sword Me is still far from here."
"My power is extremely limited."
"I won't explain the specifics..."
Fortunately, the young Bazhun'an, who has just awakened from the ancient book world, still holds the friendly memories of the middle-aged Bazhun'an.
