Upon hearing Xu Zimei's intention to help the bone knife break its seal, everyone was in disbelief.
They had worn down the bone knife for countless years, precisely to prevent it from resurfacing.
Fearing that one day the seal might be broken.
They were anxious to deepen the seal, how could they possibly want to break it?
The bone knife laughed heartily and said, "Very well, if you break my seal, I'll fight you, and then I'll submit to you."
He seemed to laugh at his imminent liberation and also at Xu Zimei's foolishness.
But Xu Zimei remained unmoved.
He looked at the stone, its chains currently suppressing the bone knife.
Seeing Xu Zimei about to take action, the onlookers could no longer sit still.
"Fellow Daoist, anyone can test the bone knife, but you must not let it come into the world," a middle-aged man in a green robe quickly stepped out.
"If the bone knife emerges, I'm afraid it will be another storm of blood.
Why must you do this, fellow Daoist!"
