The Netherlord stared at Li Pin for a long while, unable to process what he had just heard. Just cheer for you? Are you sure you're not joking?0

After a long while, the Netherlord concluded that Li Pin had to have enough confidence to defeat the Supreme Demonic Sword. Only someone with such confidence would speak so casually, saying that Cang Ruoxi's cheering would be enough.0

For a moment, the Netherlord let out a slight sigh of relief. Confidence was reassuring.0

The Netherlord said, "The Supreme Demonic Sword is in your hands now."0

As soon as the words left his mouth, a dark sword appeared in the Netherlord's grasp. Its blade was tinged with blood-red, and the hilt held a dark red crystal that glowed faintly.0

It looked almost alive, as if proclaiming its immense power and otherworldly nature.0

With just one glance, an uncontrollable desire surged within Li Pin, compelling him to claim the sword as his own.0

He had a feeling that just holding it would grant him an immediate breakthrough in his Demigod insights and cultivation and the power to refine the Mara's Astral World...0