Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!

Chapter 192 133. Walking alone with a sword, one begins to appreciate the vastness of the world.

However, this technique wasn't urgent as it required a considerable amount of time to nourish the spirit of the Fire Essence as an incarnation. Tan Shuchang released the cover of the Blood Pool only to find that Dongdong had not yet finished her enlightenment.

Curious, he glanced over and noticed under the suppression of the Sword Dao realm in this little girl's Sword Heart Universe, the Sword Dao within the broken demon sword was revealing itself to the girl in a mysterious way.

The reason he described it as mysterious was because Tan Shuchang completely couldn't understand it.

"This Sword Dao is indeed profound."

After thinking, Tan Shuchang could only assume so, as it couldn't possibly be because he was too weak.

But he didn't have to wait too long. Just as he was muttering to himself, Dongdong also finished her Sword Dao enlightenment.

As the little girl completed her enlightenment, a towering sword intent burst forth, with visible blackness surging out from that spot, then rolling upward like signal smoke, swallowing half the sky.

Amid this dark scene, a petite figure emerged slowly.

For a moment, there were continuous sounds of sword cries coming from Black Heart Mountain, those were the psychic grade magic artifacts of exquisite flying swords slightly trembling.

It seemed like a response, or a greeting, or more like submission.

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"Why need the pale green and deep red, when naturally it ranks first among flowers!"

The voice was soft, the posture graceful, simply a sword-bearing girl, full of pride.

Tan Shuchang pretended not to see that, he raised his hand to put away the broken demon sword, after all, this kind of show-off behavior after a small gain was a bit unbearable to watch.

His cultivation had broken through to 868 years of meditative practice, nearly monopolizing the celestial chance nurtured by Jiawu Realm for 300 years, yet he never behaved like this, right? Can't she learn something good?

Then, amidst the drifting clouds, Tan Shuchang's figure vanished into the mists.

After all, both of them had assurances for their afterlife!

"This truly feels like finding a village where there seemed to be no pathway, and flowers blooming in the tree shadows..." The two exchanged glances and saw such meaning in each other's eyes.

What originally seemed like a dead end, unexpectedly became their chance for further progress.

And a very likely chance at that.

At this moment, the clouds scattered over Black Heart Mountain, and the whole mountain seemed to fall into a dreamy, Immortal-like scenery. A figure also slowly walked out from the midst of these mists.

"With the sword alone, one only begins to see the vastness of the heavens and the earth."

"Sleeping through years, one realizes that eternal life is indeed desirable."

"Tan Shuchang, greetings to all fellow Taoists!" His gentle voice calmly rose, and Tan Shuchang's figure appeared at the summit of Black Heart Mountain.

He looked down and saw a sea of cultivators.

Upon seeing him, all the cultivators clasped their fists and greeted: "Greetings, Demon Lord!"

There was no prior rehearsal, yet at this moment, the cultivators' voices rose in unison, merging into one. For a moment, this chant of "Greetings, Demon Lord" was deafening, thunderous, shaking the heavens and the earth.

And with this greeting, the cultivators on Black Heart Mountain froze, involuntarily glancing at each other, their wide eyes brimming with the question—why are you also greeting so passionately?

Then, these cultivators, as if nothing had happened just moments before, exhibited an extraordinary tacit understanding.

"It delights me that fellow Taoists have come to attend my Sword Admiration Festival, and it just so happens that I have obtained an exceptional demon sword which I would like to share with everyone!"

Tan Shuchang said, his hand flicking his sleeve, and immediately the broken demon sword flew out, sword qi bursting forth in all directions, yet restrained by Tan Shuchang in the first instant.

Although only restrained and not dissipated, the fearsome killing power of this sword qi still made the cultivators present break out in a cold sweat.