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The graceful middle-aged woman slowly said as she looked at the departing back of Jiang Yang and the middle-aged man holding Tang Dao.

Jiang Yang and the middle-aged man with Tang Dao walked to a remote corner hundreds of meters away from the Rich Hall.

"Two thousand low-rank soul stones!"

Jiang Yang handed over all the agreed numbers to the middle-aged man. But this man was a bit reluctant to give that long blade in his hand to Jiang Yang.

"What is it? Brother, do you want to increase the price? "

Feeling that there was something wrong with this person, a trace of displeasure appeared on Jiang Yang's face. If this person changed, he would immediately snatch the spirit stone, and even Tang Dao.

"Little brother, I don't think you're some sort of evil person. This blade of mine truly doesn't suit you."

The middle-aged man heaved a long sigh and passed it over to Jiang Yang despite his helplessness.

Jiang Yang carried Tang Dao on his back as he looked at the middle-aged man with a puzzled expression.

"Forget it. I'll tell you the whole story. If you are unable to control this blade in the future, you can come and find me at that time."

The middle-aged man slightly raised his head, as if he was recalling the past.

"This blade is called the Ghost God!" It was made from a piece of crimson colored black iron that my master had found in the Heavenly Marrow Forest. Originally, my master only saw that piece of Mysterious-Iron was a top-grade material and could not bear to let it remain as a piece of scrap. However, he did not know that this piece of black iron was actually a baleful spirit blood iron.

When my master first started forging it, he was immediately affected by the infernal energy contained within this piece of black iron. Every night and every day, he would spend his time creating this ghost spirit. His actions became increasingly strange as he would disappear in the middle of the night. When he returned the next day, covered in blood, he was standing in the Sword Crafting Room, forging the piece of black iron.

For the first few years, we could stand it. By the sixth year, however, we found that people in nearby villages were constantly being bled, although no one died. However, the surrounding people started to spread rumors, saying that some demons were attacking the village.

I usually have the most contact with Master, so naturally, I discovered that all of this seems to be related to Master. One night, I followed my master and found out that he had infiltrated a farmer's house. He picked up his knife and secretly collected the blood.

Moreover, his eyes revealed an extremely dense baleful aura. I didn't even meet his gaze and felt a wave of dizziness. At that time, he had already become a human, and a demon!

Our disciples have discussed that we absolutely cannot allow Master to continue. Originally, I wanted to forcefully stop my master's forging, but this year, my master finally couldn't hold on anymore. That day, he actually still wanted to kill us disciples and use us to forge his ghost.

He finally regained his senses and controlled his mind. At the very last moment before he fainted, he used the sheath that sealed spiritual energy to store the ghost god. "Also, tell us that this ghost is an ominous thing and that the person who wields this blade will one day be devoured by the ghost, dying a miserable death!"

The middle-aged man explained in great detail, and when Jiang Yang heard this, he began to feel a bit afraid of this ghost god. When he was still forging, he could control a person's mind. If he succeeded, what kind of divine weapon would he turn into?!

"What if I am not swallowed by this blade?"

Jiang Yang asked.

"To be able to wield this blade is not something an ordinary person can do. Little brother, if you find a suitable person to sell this blade to, you should be able to get it. However, I only urgently need these spirit stones to find a Divine Doctor to treat my master, so I had no choice but to sell them at two thousand low-grade spirit stones. I hope little brother can think about my words carefully. "I am Duan Ling Tian. The ancient bronze furnace is where I am at. Farewell!"

The middle-aged man quickly left the area with the spirit stones. Only Jiang Yang was left behind with the spirit stones in his hand, deep in thought.

This was a blade that could control the mind. It was unknown how far it had been forged. Jiang Yang's curiosity was spurring him on as he slowly unsheathed his saber. When the blade revealed a sliver of silvery white blade, Jiang Yang immediately felt his heart beating violently.

It wasn't that his baleful spirit root was attracted by this blade, but rather this blade was attracting his baleful spirit root.

The moment the silver blade appeared, Jiang Yang immediately discovered that the world around him had turned blood-red. All the moving objects around seemed to have been slowed down. Countless voices roared in his ears as ferocious blood-colored faces pounced at him from all directions. There was even a huge bloody hand in the sky that was pressing down on him.

At this moment, the demon bead within Jiang Yang's body trembled slightly. All of the blood-red objects around Jiang Yang disappeared, and he didn't know when the ghost spirit in his hand was retrieved.

Jiang Yang's breathing was rapid. The experience just now made him feel as if he had walked out of hell.

"Although it's not completed, it's still a pretty good divine weapon!"

Looking at the ghost in his hand, Jiang Yang found it difficult to calm down. The value of this saber was not something that could be measured with Spirit Stones. Unfortunately, the current him had difficulty controlling this Ghost Deity. If it weren't for the Primal Chaos devil pearl left in his body by the thirteen demons, Jiang Yang's consciousness might have already been devoured by the gods and ghosts.

"Tianqi Forest is truly a mysterious place. The materials for this kind of weapon can be found here."

Ever since he was young, Jiang Yang had heard of many stories about terrifying demons that could single-handedly destroy an entire sect, as well as terrifying beasts that could devour an entire city. However, these were all legends. Jiang Yang held a dubious attitude, but today, he had finally witnessed it with his own eyes. Even a swordsmith could pick up such material and forge a terrifying weapon.

No one could say for sure what other terrifying existences and things existed within the Heavenly Stellar Forest that occupied an area of ten million li in the Eastern Region.