"Destruction, did you see it clearly?" Palace Master Mo Tao asked anxiously.
They had been in a rush. He and Palace Master Ming Xin had not even cast a proper glance at the longsword Jian Wushuang was wielding.
Only Palace Master Destruction saw it.
"The sword in the Gold-armored Demon God's hand was enlarged several times, but I still recognized it. I'm sure it was the Emperor Sword."
Palace Master Destruction nodded again to confirm his judgment, whetting the curiosity of the Ancient Sect's other Palace Masters.
For all time, the Emperor Sword was supposed to be in Jian Wushuang's hands, wasn't it?
A hundred years ago, Jian Wushuang had gotten caught up in a serious crisis in the Eternal Zone and never walked out of it. He had probably died long ago. As for the Emperor Sword, it had likely fallen into the hands of the Demon Gods.
They would not be surprised at all to see a Demon God carrying the Emperor Sword show up to kill them.
