Chapter 1217

“Malevolent Sword? Evil energy?”

Thomas‘ face darkened.

None of this was recorded in the four paintings the Prince of Orchid Mountain left behind.

Now, he had a rough idea of why the Prince of Orchid Mountain separated the paintings and gave each to the four major officials. He did not want outsiders to know about this secret. At the same time, he was reluctant to give up. He hoped that future generations would one day unravel the secret behind the four paintings, slay the Spirit Turtle, and accomplish what he could not.

“What should we do now? Should we open the door?” Simon asked.

Thomas was in a bind.

The Spirit Turtle’s blood was horrifying. A single drop of it was enough to turn the weapon into the Malevolent Sword. Even if he could attain immortality, his mind would become deranged.

Upon seeing Thomas‘ reluctance, Simon knew that Thomas was still sane. At least he would not risk everything just for the sake of obtaining greater power.

After a while, Thomas said, “Although the blood is imbued with evil energy, there are still other parts of its body that are worth a fortune. We shouldn’t give up now.”

worry, apart from you and me, no one will leave this place alive. As for the rest of the small fry, they have no right to obtain the blood.” “In that case, we

years had passed, perhaps the

“After you.”

breath and catalyzed True Energy. Energy swirled in his palm and pulled the

malicious thoughts. Leaping into the air, he appeared before the black iron door

Malevolent Sword

flipped backward and landed steadily on the

Creak!

iron door opened, and

walked

in the arena at the Mount

in a fierce

tremendous strength, and their powers were evenly matched. Powerful force swept through the surroundings of the arena, which shook many

to dodge the attacks while moving

arena, Donovan cupped his fists.

Donovan, the monk’s face was slightly pale. “The Blithe Fist of Abomination

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