Sitting on the throne of torment

"I did not disappear with it…" The black Scarlet Heaven Sword was taken aback.

The tip of its blade was stuck in the sand, and the hot wind and sand crashed against its body.

After a long while, it breathed out a sigh of relief. "That liar scared me to death."

It thought that it would truly disappear together with the white horse. As a "selfish" inner demon, it did not like the feeling.

The black Scarlet Heaven Sword slowly floated into the air.

"I didn't disappear," it murmured.

It obviously did not disappear with White Horse, so why did it feel like there were knots in its heart?

Am I sad about the horse's death?

"No, wait a minute." The black Scarlet Heaven Sword's consciousness swept over the fog. The kind-faced man and the petite fairy maiden had not come out yet. In other words, the heavenly tribulation had yet to conclude.

However, the white horse had already disappeared.