Dragon Demon Sword, only my blood, as a descendant of the Dragon Demon Guard, can repair it!
The old man mumbled as he watched the Dragon Demon Sword gradually restore.
"What a pity, as the descendant of the Dragon Demon Guard, seeing the sword of my own ancestors now, yet I can't wield it, it's really infuriating!"
Then the old man glanced outside: "I wonder who that young man is, to gain the recognition of the Dragon Demon Sword; he must not be an ordinary person. Since he can repair this sword, he must be able to use it. Let's see who he is first!"
After that, the old man's hand holding the Demon Sword started to revert to normal, from a black Dragon Claw to a human hand.
"Alright, the repair is successful!" the old man called out towards the door.
Tang Zhong had been waiting outside the door, not yet completing a cultivation cycle, when he heard a voice inside, he then got up and pushed the door open.
