The Red-eyed Child's eyes bulged like bronze bells as he stared intently at Zhou Dao, never having dreamt that he would encounter such a freak.
Instead of doing the job, he directly snatched his Pure Yang Relic away. From start to finish, it was as smooth as clouds and running water.
The Red-eyed Child was utterly dumbfounded.
He had been suppressed here for twenty years, both a tribulation and a chance meeting.
That sword forcibly sealed his demonic energy, but he chose a different path, cultivating a mysterious skill, turning demon into Tao, refining both righteousness and evil, yin and yang transformed, before finally refining a pure Yang relic.
He even relied on this little bit of Pure Yang Power to push that sword out of his body bit by bit. Over the course of twenty years, it had already moved seven inches away from his body.
This bastard actually took it away directly!?
"How dare you?!" The Red-eyed Child roared in a stern voice.