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Birth of the Demonic Sword

"So, that's how my life ends, what a waste of time it was...". These were the last thoughts of a young man, shot by accident in a fight between local gangs. Little did he know that he would soon wake up in another world, a world of cultivation! This is the story of the whoreson of a wealthy family, of a transmigrator that had no purpose in his previous life, of a demon that will make power his reason to keep on living. Noah Balvan, after he transmigrated, will have to fight against his social status and the many difficulties of the world he was reborn in to obtain the power to stand free in the sky above anyone! Follow me on twitter: https://twitter.com/EoCNovels Instagram: eocnovels Discord link: https://discord.gg/CNh28NP Cover artist: https://digitalrowye.com/ Fandom: https://botds.fandom.com/wiki/Birth_of_the_Demonic_Sword_Wiki

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The headless woman's body fell lifelessly on the ground, a bit of sand was raised in the process.

Noah quickly inspected her body, taking the storage devices that he found in the process before releasing some smoke from his hand to remove any trace of the battle.

Greg's lower body was somewhere behind him, Noah didn't have time to clean the battlefield since he had to chase the woman but he also couldn't bother to go back to do so.

His priority now was to find a place where to rest before resuming in his exploration, more enemies could approach him any time.

He stored the space-rings together with Greg's ones and was about to search for one of the many hills placed along the way when he felt four pairs of eyes on him.

He quickly turned toward the source of the stares, his Blood companion was still out in the open so it was pointless to hide it at that moment.

Yet, Noah quickly relaxed when he saw four familiar figures staring at him in the distance.

"Zach, is that you?"