The man was in very bad condition, looking somewhat deranged. His entire right arm and neck were covered in green skin, just like the previous liquid!
The green patches on his skin were spreading like a virus, tormenting him.
He painfully covered the green area with his other hand, constantly begging for mercy...
"City Lord?"
Long Aotian mouthed those two words.
Tian Ning shook his head.
The same face could also belong to the city lord's younger brother, Wang Shengan.
Tian Ning and the other two listened for a while. The man kept repeating the same few sentences from beginning to end. Long Aotian was just about to suggest that they interrogate the man to see if they could get any clues.
Then Tian Ning took out an iron sword and a demon sword in his left and right hands at the same time.
The iron sword emitted a faint light, which illuminated the green liquid, causing it to bubble and simmer as if being cooked, but it was clear that the liquid was decreasing.
The Demon Sword was even more outrageous, taking a huge gulp as if it were a meal.
Don't ask why such a word popped into Long Aotian's head; it's simply because after Tian Ning placed the demonic sword into a puddle of green liquid on the ground, the liquid immediately disappeared...
No wonder that greedy little devil, Demon Sword.
Following Tianning, you either starve yourself to the point of not touching any demonic energy, or you eat until you're stuffed.
It's a rare treat to have a meal, so shouldn't we show it off?
"Who! Who's there?"
The man noticed the commotion.
Before the person came over, Tian Ning gently tapped the Demon Sword. Long Aotian watched as the strange patterns on the Demon Sword's blade began to fade, gradually transforming into an ordinary spirit sword.
"You're learning really fast!" Tianning praised. "Even with swordsmanship, there's no end to learning!"
Long Aotian: "..."
Other sword cultivators rely on their masters to work hard, but to become the junior sister's sword, she still has to work hard herself.
In fact, Tianning had been teaching the Demon Sword to change its blade for some time now. After all, it was impossible for her to make the Demon Sword reveal its true form as the Heavenly Fate Sword every time she took it out, to prove that she wouldn't become a demon.
Previously, the Demon Sword refused to change no matter what.
How could someone as powerful as the Demon Sword Master, who could cause a huge uproar wherever he appeared, possibly become a cheap existence like an ordinary spirit sword?
Then, when they encountered a bite to eat... their expression changed instantly.
When the man came over, he saw a little girl holding two swords, a blind man, and a male cultivator who looked extraordinary but was carrying a coffin on his back.
The man was tortured to the point of looking neither human nor ghost.
He probably hadn't expected ordinary cultivators to enter this place, and asked in surprise, "Who... are you people?"
“We’re here to find someone,” Long Aotian said, “to find Wang Lang, the city lord of Snow City.”
"I! I am the city lord!" the man exclaimed immediately. "There's a monster here tormenting me. You must find a way to get me out of here!"
“We can take you away, but we need to hear the truth from you,” Long Aotian stared at the man: “Are you the city lord or Wang Shengan?”
"What nonsense are you spouting? I am Wang Lang! I am the city lord!"
The man insisted on being the city lord and excitedly reached out to touch them, but the three dodged him.
“Since you say you are the city lord,” Tian Ning sheathed her sword, mercilessly pressing the tip of her demonic sword against the man’s neck, and coldly said, “Then you shall die!”
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