If he had to face a host of Immortal Kings head-on, Su Yi could only avoid their edge for now.
But if it came to a peril-laden pursuit and slaughter, he was not worried in the slightest.
"Come to think of it, on my path of cultivation in this life, I truly have yet to experience a pursuit like this one. It really is... nostalgic..."
Su Yi felt somewhat moved.
As Su Xuanjun, when he had first risen to prominence and fought along the Great Dao, he had no idea how many enemies had hunted him down. Blood and gunpowder smoke had woven through his lifelong path of the sword.
As the Temple Master, he had likewise been jointly pursued by many great enemies, enduring countless heart-stirring, perilous interceptions and assassinations.
In the end, his sword suppressed the starry skies, and there was no one left in the world worthy of opposing him!
As Shen Mu...
Well, best not to mention it.
And the killing tribulations Wang Ye had endured on his path of the sword had been even more terrifying, bloodier, and crueler.
From his rise to prominence until he stood atop all the heavens of the Immortal Realm, he had repeatedly endured peerless killing tribulations that left his life hanging by a thread. He had even been intercepted upon the Epoch River by the power of the gods!
Until, during the Eternal Night War, he had been ambushed by peerless enemies such as Xue Xiaozi, the Slaying Sky Emperor, the Emperor Equaling Heaven, and Jiang Tai'a.
Now, looking back upon all those past lives, Su Yi could not help but feel deeply moved.
For although he had experienced countless battles great and small on his path of cultivation in this life, this was the first time he had