The sword spirit smiled lightly, casting a spell of death. He asked, "Are you sure you want to kill?"
Chu Yang smiled coldly, saying, "Not only so, but I also want to do it to my heart's content!"
The sword spirit said, "If that's the case, then we shall have a great massacre!"
Chu Yang smiled.
"Sword spirit, remember, this time our task is as such… as such…"
The sword spirit nodded deeply, "Don't worry! We won't fail!"
…
A black shadow quietly drifted out of the windows which were already opened, like a black cloud. It rushed up towards the sky in the direction of the wind. After a flash in the sky, it vanished.
In another room, two Saint level experts from the Huang clan were sitting still. One person suddenly opened his eyes and frowned, saying, "There's something wrong!"
