Sword Sect, atop the First Peak.
Inside the Sect Master Hall.
Ying Diao was seated in a high position, holding a scroll and meticulously reading it, still with an expressionless face.
Li Xiaobai entered with a broken sword hilt, today he planned to severely fleece this guy.
"Faster than I had imagined, truly a prodigy by nature. Freaks of nature are often beyond conventional understanding, the ancients truly did not deceive me," he mused.
A rare smile appeared on Ying Diao's typically impassive face as he stared straight at the floating broken sword hilt, "We meet again, Lord Evil God Huo Yun, always so heroically graceful and imposing."
"Buzz!"
The Huo Yun Sword buzzed in the void as if scribbling in the air, "My child, we meet again, quickly call me daddy!"
This guy was highly vindictive; if it weren't for the fact that it couldn't defeat Ying Diao, it would have fought him long ago.