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The Power of The Realm Ruler's Sword 2
Author: Alfonzo Perez
last update2025-06-09 21:29:24

For context, the Realm Ruler’s Sword now in Mao Tung’s grasp was the most powerful sacred weapon of the demon race. And naturally, the best weapon was wielded by the strongest being.

According to its history, the Realm Ruler’s Sword was created by one of the ancient elders of the Demon Warrior Tribe, who had since gone into exile and whose whereabouts were now unknown.

The sword's power was drawn from several elemental sources—fire, earth, water, and air. However, the fire element was the most dominant among them because the elder had forged it using the eternal fire that only existed in hell, not the ordinary fire of this world.

Among all the candidates eligible to wield the sacred sword, Mao Tung was the most complete—both in strength and intelligence.

However, this didn’t make Jian Ma afraid or hesitant. As the ruler of the demon race, he was the strongest among his kind, so there was no reason to fear his opponent this time. In fact, he was eager to prove that the demon race shoul
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