The three great organizations are probably going to go crazy after all these people have died here. Li Hao inwardly shook his head to himself. The organizations won’t be able to endure the deaths of so many at once, but it has nothing to do with me. The more the merrier. I can keep that wind chime as a backup plan though. If there comes a day when I’m out of sword energy and mysterious power, I can use it to save my skin.2

He’d gained something else from the battle—his water aura might have benefitted from observing Tidal Wave. But the key wasn’t his water aura, it was his sword aura!0

Hong Yitang’s sword!0

What a pity that he couldn’t experience it for himself. Otherwise, the young man might comprehend something different from the greatest swordsman of the era—assuming he didn’t die in the attempt. Li Hao didn’t dare consider Sky Sword. Who knew what level that personage was at? And, he might be weaker than Hong Yitang.0

Li Hao soon returned to where the Demon Hunters were waiting. Liu Long was standing guard outside and heaved a sigh of relief to see the young man come back.0

“I thought you were dragged into a fight...0