If this empty promise dragged both him and the Asura Clan into the abyss of the great calamity, it truly would not be worth it.
Although his Asura Clan could be reborn.
For the boundless Nether Blood River, however, it would still be no good thing.
It might even cause the Nether Blood River to suffer grievous losses.
That was why he intended to wait and see.
Suirenshi, the Human Clan Leader, merely smiled faintly.
A massive long blade appeared in his hand.
His blade was also extraordinarily huge.
It was of the same type as Kong Xuan's Icy Beauty Saw.
Yet it was not as exaggerated as Kong Xuan's great blade.
Even so, it was still an immensely terrifying weapon.
"Ancestor Minghe, now let me see just how strong you truly are."
"I have a blade here. Take this strike first, then we can talk."
Suirenshi, the Human Clan Leader, was gradually losing his patience.
Ancestor Minghe truly did not know what was good for him. He could even be called an old fossil who would not listen to reason.
Who knew how such a man had managed to cultivate to this realm?
At this moment, Suirenshi's face was as cold as frost, his expression solemn.
His right hand gripped that incomparably fearsome colossal blade tightly.
Then he took nine consecutive steps through the air.
Nine enormous footprints were left behind in the sky.
Afterward, the gigantic blade in his hand pointed straight at the heavens.
At the same time, Suirenshi let out an incomparable roar.
"Ancestor Minghe, I have a blade, the very essence of my Blade Path."
"This blade can slay the ghosts of Yellow Springs hell."
"This blade can cut away the injustices of the world."
"This blade can ask the heavens where the Dao lies."