"The Phecda Sword?"
Hearing the Demon's laughter, Nie Yun's pupils constricted.
'Just as I feared. They really do know about the Phecda Sword!'
'But where are these Demons from? Profound Yin Mountain or the Zi Qiong Mountain Range?'
"Who are you people? This is the Divine Wind Empire! Not a place for you Demon Race members to run rampant!" Suppressing his shock, Nie Yun stared coldly at the six Demons before him.
"So you know this is the Divine Wind Empire and not the Divine Holy Empire! Heh heh heh, even if we kill you right here, no one would dare to say a thing!"
The lead Demon chuckled again. With a grasp of his large hand, a thick cloud of Demon Qi materialized in the sky.
This cloud of Demon Qi carried a foul, fishy stench. The moment it touched the flowers and trees on the ground, it produced a SIZZLE. Petals withered and branches shriveled. The area enveloped by the Demon Qi turned into a dead zone.
"Yin Mist Poison Gas? You're from the Yin Mist Demon Clan?"
