Not long after, the ground shook, and a blood-red broken blade slowly emerged from the ground.

“Hmm?” A low voice sounded faintly.

“Eh!” A surprised gasp followed.

“Wang Ye?” The broken blade floated in the air, and its voice seemed to be deeper than he remembered.

“It’s me,” Wang Ye nodded as he stood on Xiao Jiu.
He said politely, “It’s been more than half a year.
How have you been, senior?”

“How do you think you would be if you’re sealed here?” The broken blade asked.

3

“…” Wang Ye.

“Tell me, what’s the matter?” The broken blade pointed forward, “Your bird has evolved? It seems that it has really absorbed the Scalding Bright Flame.
Interesting… interesting…”

As it said that, the broken blade suddenly let out a low laugh, “You are indeed interesting.
To think a mere green sparrow can evolve to such an extent!”

“Hahaha…” It laughed out loud.

It seemed to be pleased, but also somewhat relieved.

“I came here…” Wang Ye calmed himself down and said, “Naturally for the promise I made back then.”

“Huh?” The broken blade’s laughter stopped abruptly, as if it could not believe what it had just heard, “You found my broken body?”

“So far, I’ve only found one,” Wang Ye hesitated for a moment, “I came to confirm it first.”

“Quick! Take it out and let me see!” The broken blade sounded urgent.

It was as if a person with crippled limbs had suddenly heard of a method to regrow his severed limbs.

Wang Ye thought for a moment and took the sword hilt out from his spatial sphere, “Senior, look, is this it?”

The moment the sword hilt appeared, in an instant, the surrounding spiritual energy started rampaging!

An invisible aura seemed to be rapidly condensing in the Sword Catacomb!

“Hahaha… it’s really you! Look at your tattered appearance, so ugly!” As soon as the sword hilt appeared, it emitted an extremely arrogant and clear sound.

The broken blade was stunned.

“What is this?” Its voice carried a hint of confusion.

Hearing this, Wang Ye thought to himself, “Good heavens, as expected, Xiao Tao didn’t know at all.
This part of your broken body has demonized!”

“Wang Ye, what did you bring over? The broken blade said in a deep voice, “This isn’t my broken body!”

“…” Wang Ye.

“Tsk tsk, look at you, you don’t even dare to admit your darkest side,” The sword hilt sneered, “Peachwood sword, oh peachwood sword, you are the peachwood sword with the peachwood’s spirit, as well as a sword heart and body, yet even you don’t dare to face yourself, right?”

“Who are you?!” The broken blade pointed at the sword hilt.

A scarlet sword light gradually condensed, emitting world-destroying energy.

“Who am I? You don’t even recognize yourself? How ridiculous,” The sword hilt abruptly unleashed a blood-colored sword light as well, confronting the broken blade like a light sword.

“Chirp…” Xiao Jiu turned its head and cried out softly.

A fight was on the verge of breaking out.

Wang Ye, “…”

From the looks of it, Xiao Tao was clueless that its remnant body had been sealed for many years and had demonized, giving birth to a consciousness.

Sigh!

What should he do?

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