The pressure emanating from Xi Yuan gradually subsided.
"Kid, you're slick and deceitful."
"I dislike you very much. You're far more detestable than Chong Guangzi, enough to make one want to kill you."
Xi Yuan spoke indifferently.
He swept his gaze around, letting it fall upon the wreckage of the battlefield and the lingering auras, instantly reconstructing many of the events that had occurred here.
"Still, your strength is acceptable."
"That is enough."
"I am no match for the Sword Master, not even remotely."
Jiang Ding said humbly.
"Haha!"
"The way you look reminds me of when I slaughtered hundreds of millions on the Eastern Extreme Demonic Sect's home planet."
Xi Yuan smiled. "Many Eastern Extreme Demonic Sect cultivators were weak, but their will to fight was quite strong. Clearly defeated, yet they still dared to attack me."
"In the end, I mercifully bestowed death upon them."
"One person was like this, tens of millions were like this, billions upon billions... were like this as well."
"Were any of your ancestors among them?"
"Oh?"
Jiang Ding's smile gradually vanished, leaving his face expressionless.
"Good, very good."
"This is excellent. Maintain this state. This is the bearing a Great Sun Sword Son of the sect ought to possess."
Xi Yuan said approvingly, "Hatred is good. It is motivation."
"In truth, even if you had been born in the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, I would still have done the same."
"I would have waited until you advanced to the Void Refinement realm, then killed you when I deemed the time right, allowing my Dao Path to advance another step and the edge of my sword to rise another level."
"Unfortunately... in the end, I was still defeated."
He sighed.
Jiang Ding remained expressionless, bowing slightly as he maintained a respectful posture.
"Stop