The Blood Monk didn't suspect anything and flew towards the waterfall. Chu Yao hesitated for a moment, originally not intending to follow, but then reconsidered, afraid that the Blood Monk might suspect something, so he immediately followed suit.
Arriving in front of the waterfall, the Blood Monk waved his hand, and the thousand-foot waterfall unexpectedly stopped flowing, forcefully opening a passage to allow him entry into the cave behind the waterfall.
"Master, this is the cave."
Chu Yao was already soaking wet, but the Blood Monk didn't have a drop of water on him, showing just how profound his cultivation was.
"Where is the Dragon Slayer Sword?"
The Blood Monk asked.
"Master, look!"
Chu Yao pointed ahead, where the hilt of a sword was exposed on the open ground, with the rest of the blade buried underground.
The Blood Monk's eyes lit up. He had heard of the Dragon Slayer Sword's power. If he could obtain it, his abilities would increase by at least thirty percent.
