"Huh, the sword demon old man is about to awaken!"
The old man's eyes lit up, and he pulled out a showy red gourd from nowhere, guzzling down its contents with gusto, clearly enjoying the commotion.
This old man was none other than Zhou Tong, who had once crossed paths with Yang Zhen.
No sooner had Zhou Tong finished speaking than a terrifying surge burst forth from the sword demon's body, flattening the entire hilltop in an instant and sending countless people screaming as they were blown backwards.
Nine Dragons and the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord frowned, looking at the sword demon with shock written all over their faces.
The aura emanating from the sword demon had grown even stronger, making him resemble a sharp sword.
"Boy, you were right, everything can be a sword, and I... am the unique sword in this world!"
Hum—!
