If the spring breeze took pity on flowers!
Could it grant me youth once more!
Yet.
Time was merciless.
Even if the spring breeze pitied flowers!
It could never turn back time.
The Flower-Pity Secret Art the old man was using now!
Seemed beautiful!
But was, in truth, an ancient evil curse!
Once the curse was cast!
It established a connection with the Eerie God.
The caster sacrificed everything.
In exchange for a brief return to his prime.
Once the art took effect.
The caster would not simply crumble into dust.
Instead, he would be trapped in purgatory forever.
Life after life.
Forever a puppet of the Eerie God!
Even death would be beyond his reach!
"If the spring breeze took pity on flowers, could it grant me youth once more? Ah, how wonderful it is to be young. Xiao Heng, my youth has returned. You should be happy for me!"
Elder Li laughed.
"The Eerie God! You dared to bargain with the Eerie God? Madman! You utter madman!"
The Black Snake Dragon Flood Beast was aghast.
"The Human Race faces extinction. If I do not enter the Netherworld, who will? Heaven-Cleaving Strike!"
Elder Li was as insubstantial as cloud and mist, yet his aura blazed at its absolute peak, brilliant as the blazing sun. With a radiant smile, he drew his long saber and brought it down!
The dazzling saber light flashed like thunder!
Cleaving through the heavens as it descended!
It split the Black Snake Dragon Flood Beast in two!
Crimson demon blood poured endlessly.
The enormous demonic body fell from the sky.
And crashed to the ground.
The demons and devils watched helplessly as the Black Snake Dragon Flood Beast died.
Yet not one intervened.
The vicious Flower-Pity curse was too sinister.
Even demons and devils.
Lost