But now...

Please let me disperse..."

As I spoke, the red fog around me shrank.

In Wang Wenqing's astonished gaze, an ancient fairy sword carved with dragon patterns rose from behind Zhao Yang.

“I have a sword.

It's awesome devil!

Can kill ferocious beasts!

It can kill the demon clan!

Can get into groups of immortals!

But the sword is so sharp that it can't cut off people's hearts and cannot cut off those benefactors who died in front of me... I'm responsible...

so.
Chapter completed!