"Worthless trash..."
Bai Zichen recalled his Star River Sword Array and deactivated his Five Crystal Glaze Body, collapsing unceremoniously onto the ground.
'Since the Abi Heavenly Prison Demon Sword is willing to negotiate, I don't have to worry about it trying to escape.'
'If it didn't have something in mind, why would a Tier Five Flying Sword haggle with a mere Early-Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator?'
'Judging by how Blood God True Monarch abandoned the sword to flee without hesitation, he must have been certain that the Abi Heavenly Prison Demon Sword could never be controlled by another.'
'It would surely erupt with its Origin Power, break free of its restraints, and return to the Blood Sea.'
'So, the Abi Heavenly Prison Demon Sword probably wasn't bluffing. It really does have that kind of power.'
Bai Zichen's vision swam with stars. Inside his Qi Sea, Nascent Soul Xiaobai lay listlessly, and sharp, stabbing pains pulsed through his entire body.
