Hum—
The ice crystal longsword trembled slightly, emitting a buzzing sound that would have left mortals in a trance if they heard it.
Liu Ruolai held the sword, murmuring, "God and Demon Destiny Sword, fate imbued, transforming decay into life."
At this moment, she looked entirely different from her usual self, exuding an air of indifference that made others wonder if she had been possessed.
"That sword!"
Jiang Ziya, standing on a rooftop, widened his eyes in shock, the generals beside him also showing moved expressions.
Just one look at the God and Demon Destiny Sword was enough to send shivers down one's spine.
This feeling was eerie, causing disquiet in one's heart to sprout and take root rapidly.
Even Hou Yi and Sun Wukong couldn't help but frown; they could sense that the God and Demon Destiny Sword was very dangerous.
"What is the origin of that sword?" Hou Yi murmured, his tone filled with confusion.
