"Master, what's this?" Gu Lu could not help but ask in surprise.

How could Xiao Yi answer this question? His heart was still beating wildly.

Originally, he thought that the mysterious underground palace under the vast swamp was just a sword tomb, where thousands of broken swords were buried. Who knew that there was another world and a mysterious giant sword under the stone platform?

"What kind of sword is this? Why does it have to be locked with nine chains?" Xiao Yi's heart was filled with endless shock, but at the same time, he was also filled with doubt.

He carefully used his Divine Awareness to investigate, only to be shocked. The nine chains emitted a surging and unyielding aura that prevented Xiao Yi from using his Divine Awareness.

This kind of aura was so familiar that it was exactly the same as that of the Roaring Sky Print.

"These nine chains are actually made of the same material as the Roaring Sky Print?" It was easy to imagine the shock in Xiao Yi's heart.

He was absolutely certain that the huge sword was a rarely seen demonic weapon. Otherwise, it would not have been locked by such powerful nine chains.

"Could it be that I accidentally let an ancient demon weapon appear in the world?" Xiao Yi frowned and said in a low voice. He thought quickly, but he shouted at Duanmu and Gu Li, "Come, let's combine our strengths to seal up the Sword Tomb again. Otherwise, the appearance of an ancient demon weapon will surely bring disaster to the people. The merit of my life can't overcome this!"

After Xiao Yi finished, he took Jiuer and was about to leave the Sword Tomb.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The nine golden chains suddenly emitted a series of sounds. The countless huge sable-like seal symbols on them slowly stopped circulating.

"Bang bang bang!" Accompanied by nine muffled sounds, the nine chains completely collapsed from the enormous sword.

The huge sword completely broke free from the fetters of the nine chains.

"We're doomed!" Xiao Yi's heart sank when he saw this.

However, Duanmu, who was beside Xiao Yi, suddenly looked at the huge sword and laughed wildly. There was an endless wild joy in his laughter. "Devil God Sword! Hahaha, so you're actually here! This doesn't match the legends. Hahaha, what a f*cking legend. It's easy to get it!"

"Devil God Sword? Duanmu, how do you know the origin of this sword?" Xiao Yi was shocked and immediately asked Duanmu.

However, Duanmu's face was distorted with excitement at the moment. With a long laugh, he immediately hid in the void. In the next second, he had already rushed to the huge sword. He held the huge sword tightly with both hands.

"Xiao Yi, goodbye! Although you implanted countless restrictions in my body, you finally brought me out of the demon world. You have treated me well these days. The grudge between us is written off. With this Devil God Sword, I can have my revenge. Xiao Yi, we will meet in the future, hahaha!" Duanmu laughed. A stroke of True Energy immediately went into the huge sword, which flashed with a bloody light. The bloody light went along the sword and entered Duanmu's body.

Duanmu's whole body shook. After a few muffled bangs, the dense restrictions in his body that Xiao Yi planted turned into nothing in an instant.

Xiao Yi's Mind Sea shook violently as fresh blood flowed out from his seven apertures. Duanmu had forcefully broken the restrictions and Xiao Yi's Divine Awareness was injured.

Duanmu laughed and regained his freedom. Holding his giant sword, he was about to escape into the void.

However, at this moment, Duanmu's body shook, and a bloody light surged on his face. His eyes instantly turned blood red, and monstrous evil energy was constantly injected into Duanmu's body from the giant sword.

Duanmu's eyes were red, and suddenly he roared to the sky as if he had gone mad. He waved the huge sword and pointed it at Xiao Yi and Jiuer, shouting hoarsely, "You, you, these so-called righteous people, all deserve to die! The animals in the demon world should die even more! You owe me a debt of blood! All of you go to hell!"

After that, he waved the huge sword and rushed over, as if he had lost his mind.

"Ah!" Jiuer let out a cry of fear. She could already sense the bitingly cold murderous intent.

At this critical moment, a small blood-red puppet appeared in Xiao Yi's hand. Xiao Yi's lips moved, and the puppet began to wave rapidly, emitting a series of strange cries.

With the cry, Duanmu, who had already gone mad, suddenly shook and let out a cry of pain. With a "pa!" sound, he couldn't hold his giant sword anymore and rolled on the ground with his head in his arms. He was in so much pain that he almost wanted to die.

Even though Xiao Yi's Divine Awareness was injured, he didn't stop murmuring. He continued to trigger the puppet until Duanmu was in so much pain that he was on the verge of dying.

That puppet was, of course, the Jiuzi ghost that Xiao Yi had obtained from Chou Shitong.

When Duanmu had made great efforts to ask him to come to the ancient ruins, Xiao Yi knew that there must be something behind it. However, Xiao Yi thought that besides the layers of restrictions inside Duanmu's body, there was even the Jiuzi ghost in his hands. So, why should he be afraid?

He secretly observed Duanmu all along the way, but he did not find anything unusual. Not only that, but he also did his best to help Xiao Yi to explore the space crack. This made Xiao Yi very puzzled. He had been guessing what Duanmu was up to.

However, the moment when the mysterious giant sword appeared in the world, Duanmu exposed his plot. It turned out that he came here for this giant sword!

Moreover, with the help of the giant sword just now, he broke through all the restrictions that Xiao Yi planted in his body in one breath. This showed the power of the giant sword.

If he hadn't suddenly become crazy for no reason just now, he would have escaped long ago.

At the critical moment, Xiao Yi activated the Jiuzi ghost so that he could finally subdue Duanmu. Even if he broke the restrictions in his body, his body was still a body of a Sky-ghost. Since he was a ghost, he could never get rid of the control of the Jiuzi ghost.

Seeing that Duanmu was on his last breath and was curled up on the ground in pain, Xiao Yi removed the enormous sword from the distance. After which, he once again placed countless restrictions on Duanmu's body. After which, he ruthlessly threw him into the Fire Dragon Cauldron.

After dealing with all this, Xiao Yi felt dizzy. Just now, his Divine Awareness was seriously injured by Duanmu. But now, after seeing this scene, he still had a lingering fear.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yi walked to the side of the huge sword and looked at it with infinite shock.

This huge sword was called the "Devil God Sword" by Duanmu, but Xiao Yi had never heard of it. Duanmu had been in the demon world for hundreds of years, so he was naturally more familiar with the legend of the devil weapon than Xiao Yi.

After looking at it up and down, Xiao Yi found that the huge sword was dark red in color and was covered with simple and unadorned patterns.

Those patterns, however, made Xiao Yi feel very familiar.

After a sudden thought, he remembered that those patterns were extremely similar to the patterns that appeared on Yu Ziman's body that day. There was a mysterious aura in their coquettish manner.

It was that flamboyant and mysterious pattern that even caused one of Yu Ziman's female colleagues to be killed innocently.

Now, looking at this huge sword with the same pattern, Xiao Yi could not help but think of Yu Ziman.

He remembered that because of himself, Yu Ziman ran away from home and her whereabouts were unknown.

Recalling the surveillance video, Ziman's lonely and painful back, the thorn in Xiao Yi's heart, which had been buried for a long time, easily pierced through layer after layer of cover and once again appeared in Xiao Yi's heart.

"Ziman!" Xiao Yi unconsciously squatted down and stroked the huge sword. His face was full of pain, and his eyes gradually turned red.

"Young Master!" Jiuer naturally noticed Xiao Yi's abnormality and could not help but gasp.

However, Xiao Yi acted as if he didn't hear anything. He was completely immersed in his inner world.

With red eyes, he stroked the giant sword, and his face gradually became distorted.

His face was full of boundless pity, pain, guilt, and self-blame.

"Ziman! I'm sorry!" With a loud roar, Xiao Yi finally picked up the huge sword.

At this moment, the sword became as red as a soldering iron, burning Xiao Yi's whole body into madness, just like Duanmu.

"Young master!"

"Master!" "Master!"

Jiuer and Gu Lu cried out in unison.

Xiao Yi, however, could no longer hear anyone's cries. He waved the huge sword and activated a burst of True Energy. The huge sword actually became only a foot long. It was extremely sharp and carried a blood-red devilish charm. It was turned upside down by Xiao Yi and slowly stabbed into his heart.

"Young Master, don't!" Seeing this scene, Jiuer's face changed dramatically. She slightly knitted her beautiful eyebrows, but immediately made incantation gestures with two fingers. With a flash of white light on her wrist, Jiuer appeared next to Xiao Yi and instinctively reached out her hand to block the blood-red Devil God Sword.

With a ripping sound, Jiuer's tender skin was immediately punctured by it. Fresh blood immediately flowed out and splattered on the Devil God Sword.

It was strange that the red Demon God Sword, which was like a soldering iron, suddenly stopped with the fall of Jiuer's blood, and its color became a little darker.

The cry of pain in Xiao Yi's mouth also became weaker because of this.

"Ah!" Seeing this change, Jiuer's heart skipped a beat. "Could it be that my blood can restrain this Devil God Sword?"

After a thought, Jiuer didn't have time to think about it. With a twitch of her beautiful eyebrows, she stretched out her small hand and fiercely grabbed the blade of the Devil God Sword.

With the sharp pain, drops of blood flowed out in an instant and soaked the entire sword.

Wherever the blood flowed, the Devil God Sword finally stopped trembling, and the scorching red aura on it gradually converged. It turned into the original dark red color and stopped motionlessly in the hands of Jiuer.

Jiuer endured the intense pain but refused to give up. She stared at Xiao Yi with her clear eyes like a pair of spring water. She was still gripping the blade of the sword tightly, causing her blood to flow out.