"It was over, child."
Ding Xiu looked down at the white-robed figure. "Will you hand it over yourself, or shall this old man do it personally?"
Amid the mud.
Chen Sanshi let out a roar.
The Demonic Qi around his body surged even more fiercely, scorching heat exploding from within him.
Self-Destruct, Nirvana!
Rumble—
Pitch-black flames erupted, engulfing heaven and earth.
Yet.
Standing amid the sea of fire, Ding Xiu was completely unscathed. Even his robes remained perfectly intact, as though it were nothing more than a gentle breeze to him.
The white-robed body burned away.
But that Demon Seed remained pristine, floating in midair like a black star.
Immediately afterward.
The overwhelming flames began converging upon the Demon Seed.
"Nirvana Rebirth."
Ding Xiu's eyes held a trace of sentiment. "After attaining the Dao, had this old man not also undergone Nirvana Rebirth?"
As he spoke.
His aged right hand reached into the void.
All the flames within sight rushed toward Ding Xiu's palm as seawater rushed into a whirlpool. At last, they condensed into a human form, whose throat he seized tightly, preventing it from merging with the Demon Seed again.
Bang!
Ding Xiu casually waved his hand.
He flung the reborn Chen Sanshi away. Only after smashing through several mountains did Chen Sanshi crash thunderously onto the earth.
With a light curl of his fingers, Ding Xiu drew the Demon Seed into his palm from afar.
"It has been tens of thousands of years.
"If Nangong Qingyao had not meddled back then, matters would never have escalated to this point. Fortunately, chaos has finally been set right, and everything will soon return to its proper course."
Ding Xiu took a step forward, crossing several thousand miles and arriving before the white-robed figure, who had once again suffered grievous