Chapter 1202 Blade Devil (2/2)

All of a sudden, the Rule Soul Avatar's silvery eyes disappeared, and rage surged in his cold eyes.

”Face my wrath.” The Rule

the four guards knew that they had to be polite.

The Primitive Wilderness was filled with several reclusive cultivators and ascetic cultivators who worked hard to cultivate. Some of them were really strong, and some were as powerful as the superior gods in the regions.

A man walked out of the fissure.

He was dressed in an old black robe and carried a broad knife on his back. The blade was pitted and resembled an old wood cutting tool.

The four shadow guards stared at him in unison. The middle-aged man with messy hair terrified them.

”Sir, are you a friend of his?”

”No, I'm not.”

”Then why do you protect him?”

”You ask too many questions,” the man remarked gruffly.

”But, sir, if you stop us from completing our mission, I'm afraid that you'll displease the Immortal Lord,” one of the shadow guards said. He wanted the man to know that they were following the Immortal Lord's orders with the hopes that he wouldn't stop them from executing their task.

”Tell him that the Blade Devil is waiting for him here.” The middle-aged man in the black robe clasped his hands and appeared calm.

”The Blade Devil!”

one of the shadow guards shouted.

It was such a resounding name that they felt as though they were being bombarded by lightning.

Up until now, they had assumed that the Blade Devil was a legend. The fact that he still existed was too terrible to comprehend.

”Sir, I would not dare to disobey you. We are leaving now.”

Without further delay, the four shadow guards flew away.

The Rule Soul Avatar flew forward, and in his typical indifferent tone, he said, ”Thank you. I'll repay you in the future.”