Now that things had come to this, the old monster cultivator had nothing to hide, "It's like this, I... I had initially prepared for two outcomes."
"In the best scenario, naturally, form the core, using... that Ouyang boy's flesh as a medium, to cast a life-bound evil sword, I would then seize another opportunity to form a Golden Core, without having to abandon this mortal body."
"If this plan failed... I had inquired within the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons about some methods to transform the Divine Sense into an Evil Spirit, using this technique, after a gruesome death, when the corpse vanished, the remaining Divine Thought could then enter the Sword Bone, becoming a Sword Demon, residing within the sword."
Mo Hua's gaze was sharp, "I'm afraid that's not all there is to it..."
The old monster cultivator, resigned, could only speak with difficulty,
