Silver-eyed Demonspirit? Chen Tao’s face- changed. He felt that this Demonspirit Clan’s corpse wasn’t ordinary when it was alive. Anyone could figure out that if it wasn’t powerful when it was alive, it wouldn’t be suppressed when using a Sovereign Saint Artifact.

But this Demonspirit Clan’s corpse looked young. Chen Tao looked at the face of the Demonspirit Clan’s corpse. This corpse had dried up, but he could roughly tell that this Demonspirit Clan’s expert was pretty young before it died. Suddenly, a thought appeared in Chen Tao’s mind that made him suspect that this Demonspirit Clan’s corpse wasn’t completely dead.

“Stop!” Xuan Feng and Xiao Kui’s voices resounded while they emitted terrifying auras. Seeing that Chen Tao was going to take the Nether Saint Sword, the two naturally became anxious.

Chen Tao soon tossed that thought to the back of his mind. Even if it could come back alive, it would be just a remnant of will, and nothing was terrifying about that. Chen Tao was decisive and grabbed onto the Nether Saint Sword without hesitation.

A deadly aura began to gush out when he grabbed onto the Nether Saint Sword. The deadly aura...