The Witch quietly watched Chen Lan, unsure of what to say, her emotions exceedingly complex.
Chen Lan showed a bitter smile, noticing his daughter's mixed emotions, confronting a deadbeat father she hadn't seen in over a million years who abandoned his wife and daughter.
If it were him, he would wish to kill this man.
His guilt toward his daughter was immeasurable, overwhelming!
"Demon Slayer!!!"
At that moment, a voice resounded through heaven and earth, accompanied by the sound of a sword's call.
Countless blades rose from the ground, standing tall in the sky like sword rain, surrounding Chen Lan.
Chen Lan sensed the Demon God Sword within his Dantian trembling slightly, as if resisting something.
"Sword Dao." Chen Lan murmured as he looked down at the Witch, "Daughter, you rest inside the small world first. I'll explain after I defeat the enemy."
With those words, he waved his hand and placed the Witch into the small world, frowning slightly as he looked towards the sky.
