Sharp Knife

In this lawless realm of martial arts, I unsheathe my sword and ascend, its blade cutting through the emptiness, devoid of guilt or remorse. In a world where no being adheres to the Dao, I execute judgment with the sharp edge of my blade. Beneath the icy scrutiny of the starlit sky, I brandish my sword with disdain.
The journey to the Great Dao is fraught with challenges, but with a single stroke of my sword, I carve a path, standing supreme and unparalleled!

Heaven Slaying Blade

Qin Cang glanced at the Blood Demon Ancestor, his brow raised slightly as he smiled and said, "Don't worry, no matter what he does, as long as we hold this array here, when the Demon Clan's army arrives, it will be their day of doom. By the way, give me some demon seeds. When the time comes, I'll plant one in Chu Mo's body and see what changes can occur?"


"The demon seeds can be given, but this Chu Mo... is mine!" the Blood Demon Ancestor said coldly.


Qin Cang was somewhat puzzled and said, "Why? Chu Mo's vendetta against me is much greater than against you. He destroyed my entire clan."


"Then you don't really care, do you?" the Blood Demon Ancestor stated.


"That's true... Such legacies are only needed by mediocrities. I naturally don't need it because I am enough by myself," Qin Cang spoke indifferently.


"But I care," the Blood Demon Ancestor said coldly.


Chapter 1287: Important Person