Wang Xuan left the moment he said he would, taking a single step and vanishing from Flower-Fruit Mountain Dojo.
Shang Yi's origin had been pierced through. He lay limp on the ground, this former powerhouse of an era, this ruthless Sword Madman, now wearing a face full of despair.
"He... became a True Saint?" Back then, he himself had counted as an anomaly, looking down upon the Mythological Era of the Mother Universe. Yet the truth before his eyes was impossible for him to accept.
"Yes. Are you convinced now, you bad man?" Mechanical Xiao spoke. Back when Wang Xuan and Sword Immortal had fought Shang Yi in a bloody battle, he had been unable to help. In the end, he could only seize an opening, pilot the spacecraft, and flee with the grievously wounded, dying Wang Xuan.
"Why? How could he have grown so fast? The Giant Whale lineage truly is favored by heaven. No, every universe has such freaks. He must have other secrets. How hateful... back then, I failed to kill him."
Even now, Shang Yi could never lower his head. He knew how his fate would end. He merely hated that his efforts had fallen short at the final hurdle. He had gone after Wang Xuan's physical body from the very beginning, yet had missed by only the last tremor and failed to take it.
"You colluded with the creepy spirits. Your hands are soaked in supernatural blood. Those fellow cultivators who died were all outstanding figures of their time," Fang Yuzhu said.
Had Shang Yi's Primordial Spirit not split into two, had he not forcibly seized the Number One Person Giant Whale's body and suffered severe mental issues that left him crazed for years, the harm he caused would have been even greater.
"Slash!" Sword