Ye Futian and the Little Condor withdrew their collective will and opened their eyes as Ye Futian left the demonic blade.
Behind them, other cultivators arrived, looking at the Sword Saint. They saw the Sword Saint holding the demonic blade in his hands, his eyes closed tightly. As the demonic light cleansed his body and the surrounding area, terrible demonic will rushed into the demonic blade. However, with the inheritance of the Devil Emperor's will, the Sword Saint's will no longer wavered. It stood steadfast as it allowed the demonic blade to consume the strength of the incoming demonic will.
A terrible vortex appeared in the space as the elusive demonic shadows poured into it. At this moment, the chaotic wills seemed to merge into one, devouring everything.