Ao Chi Ting stood there, his expression pained and lost.
After losing the Book of Karma, the waterfall-like crimson karmic power around him was quietly draining away.
Bang!!
The Six-Inch Sword Coffin was still chasing down and battering the Book of Karma, knocking it reeling and staggering. Strings of furious curses occasionally popped out from its constantly flipping pages.
The sight was truly inconceivable.
One had to know that the Book of Karma was one of the Nine Secrets of Chaos. The karmic order it contained was far beyond what ordinary Epoch Law could compare to!
As far as Xi Ning knew, even in the God Realm, the Book of Karma could be considered a first-rate Epoch treasure, enough to drive all the gods and Buddhas mad with greed.
Yet now, the Book of Karma was being brutally beaten!
At the same time, Fan Zhui was equally stunned. He murmured inwardly, Could that Six-Inch Sword Coffin be an Epoch treasure even more formidable than the Book of Karma? If so, where did Su obtain such a treasure?
"Earlier, you intended to live and die with me?"
Out of nowhere, Su Yi's voice sounded beside Xi Ning's ear.
Xi Ning turned her head. At some point, Su Yi had already drawn close. His body was battered and bloodstained, his hair loose and disheveled, while his handsome face was pale and translucent.
Only those deep, bright eyes remained unchanged, carrying a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
For no reason, Xi Ning felt somewhat ill at ease.
But immediately afterward, she met Su Yi's gaze openly and said earnestly, "Since we have weathered wind and rain in the same boat, we should naturally share life and death."
Her voice, as lovely as celestial music, carried an unquestionable resolve.
She was exceptionally tall, thanks to