Qin Yu’s complexion changed. A bone-piercing cold invaded his body, soaring directly to his mind! Anxiousness, fear, despair, all sorts of feelings instantly flooded his mind. Memories that he didn’t want to recall came surging back to the forefront.

All of this formed a horrifying psychological impact. If one was weak, their mind would fall into chaos and they would eventually destroy themselves. Sweat flowed out from Qin Yu’s pores, causing his black robes to paste close to his body. His eyes began to turn bloodshot even as his face paled.

“Humph! As if something like this could shake my heart. Get out of me!” The divine sense of the Golden Core realm erupted. The ice cold aura was crushed apart and his mind returned to clarity.

Flicking a finger, a bead of blood fell onto the black sword. The surging black light shivered, as if it was trying to resist.

Qin Yu narrowed his eyes and coldly sneered. “Since I can bring you out of the Land of Sealed Demons, I can also place you beyond salvation. Make sure you understand this.”

The black sword whimpered. After it absorbed the drop of blood it fell into Qin Yu’s hand.

Hundred Nether Sword. Filled with demonic energy, it could swallow essence and souls to evolve to a higher level.

So, it turned out that only when the short sword combined with the scabbard could it be called a complete demonic treasure. Moreover, with its ability to evolve on its own, it could be called priceless. If he had a lucky chance in the future...