Honghuang: The Immortal Slaying Sword Recognized Me as Its Master, So I Turned Around and Cleaved Luo

A dark-ink longsword appeared in the projection of the void and dropped into his palm. Forty-eight restrictions forged it into a supreme-grade innate treasure. Lin Hu spent a hundred years refining it before breaking the first restriction. The sword's golden patterns transformed into the Immortal Slaying Sword Art. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a stream of demonic qi reaching into his cave abode from the depths of chaos. Luohou's demonic avatar stared at the sword in his hand. "This treasure is destined for me."