The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Mo Qian's heart is now much stronger. He was once unable to move on after Qian Qian's passing, but he later realized that his mission was not yet complete and that he still had much more to do.

The most important thing now is to get everyone out of here, and get them all out safely.

"Push open the door, old Mo."

Yu Wenzhou looked at Mo Qian seriously. This time, Yu Wenzhou was even more vigilant, focusing all his energy on the gate. As long as there was the slightest disturbance, Yu Wenzhou would immediately unleash his soul clone.

"Don't be too nervous, Lao Yu. You're not in a good state right now. You should relax a bit."

This was the first time Mo Qian had ever seen Yu Wenzhou so nervous.
Yu Wenzhou wasn't entirely sure either, but he trusted his intuition; there was definitely something terrifying lurking on the fifth floor.

"Squeaky-"

The sound of the door being pushed open was quite jarring, but the scene inside startled everyone.
"This is hell!"

Mo Qian sensed the aura of the monsters here. Basically, the aura of each monster was at the level of an elite boss, and the environment here was also...

"Can anyone tell me why there's still a lava environment here?!"

Yu Wenzhou looked at the scene with a speechless expression. The reason why everyone initially thought this was hell was because everyone's first impression was of the combination of demons and lava. If you said this wasn't hell, Mo Qian wouldn't believe it.

The Blade Spirit also watched this group of elite demons with great interest.

"Interesting. Who set up this tower? They can even imprison these demons here. They've got some skills."

The Blade Spirit has been around for many years and has seen similar situations before, but the last time the Blade Spirit encountered an elite demon, it almost turned Hell upside down.

That's why the Blade Spirit is so familiar with these elite demons from Hell; every demon born from Hell has heard a terrifying legend.

That is the legend of a woman wielding a demon sword. She fought her way through hell and almost defeated the King of Hell.

In the end, Hell compromised and gave its heirloom treasure to the Blade Spirit before the Blade Spirit left.

The Blade Spirit toyed with the spoils of war he had seized from Hell years ago, the Ghost King's Jade Seal. It felt quite nice to the touch; otherwise, the Blade Spirit wouldn't have gone to such great lengths.

"Oh dear, I ran into some of the kids from back then."

Dao Ling looked at the opponent Mo Qian was facing, and realized that it was the little devil who guarded the gate when Dao Ling invaded Hell back then.

"It's alright, the number isn't large. Even if the environment here is favorable to them, we still have the advantage in numbers."

This was what Mo Qian thought, but Dao Ling thought completely differently.

"It's a bit too early for you to face this elite demon legion right now. However, this demon legion probably won't kill these people."

Dao Ling was relieved. He knew this group of demons well; they weren't bloodthirsty. So, at most, Mo Qian and the others would just be beaten down and tied up. But they would definitely get through this floor because Dao Ling was there.

"Flash Mode! Killer God Domain! Activate!"

After activating his two modes, Mo Qian charged directly at the leader of the elite demon legion, while the others also found their own opponents.

Yu Wenzhou was somewhat surprised to find that his Ice Eyes had been activated before entering the room, but he had not discovered a single blind spot in this elite demon legion.

Even if they didn't find a single blind spot, that would be the most terrifying thing. Logically speaking, they should at least have detected one or two blind spots to put Yu Wenzhou at ease. But now, even with Yu Wenzhou's best eyesight, he couldn't see a single blind spot. Forget about winning; Yu Wenzhou felt that just surviving was difficult enough.

"bump!"

Mo Qian's figure, which had rushed out without hesitation, flew back in the next moment.

Yu Wenzhou had to use a bit of his soul to catch Mo Qian, otherwise he would have been knocked away by the reaction force of Mo Qian.

"How about it?"

Yu Wenzhou asked curiously. He knew that Mo Qian's seemingly impulsive behavior was actually a test of the strength of this elite demon legion. Now, the result should be in.

"They are very strong; our chances of winning are extremely low."

Mo Qian spoke seriously to Yu Wenzhou, who also became serious; this was no joke.

"Are you sure each of them is just as strong as you?"

After hearing Mo Qian's explanation, Yu Wenzhou asked incredulously.

"No, not really. It's just that the demons under my command are almost as strong as me."

Yu Wenzhou gasped. How could they possibly fight like this? What did they have to fight with?

Yu Wenzhou looked at the elite demon legion, seemingly not taking them seriously at all, chatting and doing whatever he wanted.

"Hey, when are we going to get out of here? Lord Qiongqi made us stay here, and no one can get up here at all. And that little fool who rushed over just now."

"Rushing in would be suicide, wouldn't it? But that kid was really fast; he injured me."

One of the demons showed its arm, which was still bleeding. In theory, demons should have extremely strong self-healing abilities, but it did not recover quickly after being attacked by Mo Qian.

This was hard for the demon to believe.

"Huh? You haven't recovered? It's been so long, and you still haven't recovered?"

The demon leader looked at his subordinate with some confusion. He had indeed been cut by Mo Qian's blade, but the demon leader felt that Mo Qian's blade was nothing special.

Because it was so long ago, the demon leader had long forgotten what the sword spirit used looked like, so he couldn't recognize it immediately.

If they recognized him, regardless of whether Mo Qian and the others were strong or weak, the demon leader would surrender immediately without the slightest hesitation.

"Forget it, maybe that kid's knife was a bit suspicious, maybe it was poisoned."

The demon leader never imagined that this sword was actually the Muramasa, the demon sword that had slain countless demons in hell back then; it had simply been poisoned.

"Boss, why don't you just let me take care of these people by myself? Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

"No need. Go all out. Remember, capture them alive. I want to ask how these people got up here." (End of Chapter)