The Sword of Annihilating Body and Soul!

Xuanyuan Dao stood at the doorway, watching every change in Li Tianming.

When Li Tianming's cultivation stabilized at the first level of the Life Tribulation realm, Xuanyuan Dao's eyes shone brightly. At last, he let out a sigh of relief, his mood easing considerably.

Countless emotions surged through his heart.

"Tianming, congratulations. At the same time, congratulations to myself. This at least proves that I made the right choice," Xuanyuan Dao said.

"Sect Master!" Li Tianming was deeply grateful.

It was precisely because of Xuanyuan Dao's generosity and trust that Li Tianming had made such tremendous progress this time.

"You needn't thank me. You have already done everything you could. Whatever achievements you attain are your own fortune," Xuanyuan Dao said.

"Yes!"

Li Tianming did not need to make any promises.

Xuanyuan Dao looked at him with blazing eyes, and Li Tianming's gaze was just as fiery.

"Good luck in the Hell Battlefield," Xuanyuan Dao said.

"Alright."

That simple word was Li Tianming's promise to him—not merely for Xuanyuan Dao, nor merely for the Primordial Xuanyuan Clan.

It was also for himself, and even more so for Ling'er.

"By the way, just now, you showed signs of entering the Death Tribulation. What happened? Going from life into death cannot possibly be accomplished in one go," Xuanyuan Dao asked curiously.

"I don't know either. Now that I'm stable at the first Life Tribulation, there shouldn't be a problem," Li Tianming said.

"Fine, let's go!"

As Xuanyuan Dao spoke, darkness descended within the Celestial Origin Cauldron once more.

The surroundings fell utterly silent. Darkness arrived, and one could not see one's hand before one's face.

Xuanyuan Dao had already flown upward through the air, with Li Tianming close behind.

Subconsciously, he used the third eye on his left hand to glance in