Chapter 518 (Backlash of his own Technique)

"Who exactly are you? Why are you not afraid of my Sword of Evil?" 

 

Actually, Cyrus couldn't figure out if Jacob was a Demonic Cultivator since the man wasn't afraid of his Sword of Evil. 

 

"Why should I be afraid?" Jacob placidly asked in return. 

 

Cyrus glowered at Jacob, clenching his teeth so hard that one could hear cracking sounds. He seemingly made a decision of some sort. 

 

Without warning, he swiftly launched several bursts of energy from his sword. Clutching the sword in his hand, he gave a low bellow before forcefully slashing it across his palm. 

 

"With the blood of the righteous, may evil be banished! Ablaze!" he chanted.