Great Desert City was in chaos.
The entire city was filled with turmoil, disciples from various factions hunting down Sword One and Nangong Weiyang, and signal flares exploded in the sky one after another.
After all, Great Desert City was now the stronghold of the Righteous Dao.
Though Sword One was fearless, it was difficult to escape from the city filled with martial artists.
"Quick, we've spotted Sword One!"
"On Yangliu Street, Sword One has appeared!"
"…"
Countless disciples from various sects rushed towards Yangliu Street.
In a small alley, Sword One was engulfed in demonic flames, carrying Nangong Weiyang, resembling a demon emerging from hell. His feet were surrounded by a heap of bones, with blood flowing.
The wooden sword in his hand had long shattered, replaced by an iron sword, which was also full of dents.
As he carried Nangong Weiyang out of the alley, a large crowd had already gathered outside, stretching far beyond sight.
