At that time in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, the situation was urgent, and Mo Hua didn't have time to think much.
Now, upon careful reflection, there seems to be a significant problem here.
A 'Sword Demon,' even in his eyes, is like an ant, an evil spirit he could crush to death at will. But in some sense, it has shifted from the Human Dao to the 'Ghost Path,' avoiding true death and Dao extinction.
If it were that easy to choose, a vast number of Cultivators would willingly become 'Sword Demons' after death.
But clearly, there's no such good fortune.
Most Cultivators die and it's simply final.
This Sword Bone, there's something wrong...
Within the White Bone Broken Sword, the Sword Bone was somewhat trembling.
Being close to the ruler is like being close to a tiger.
Especially, this tiger is not only powerful and fierce but also has a mindset near an evil monster.
The Sword Bone's voice was hoarse, trying to stay calm as it said:
