Boom!
Sword Qi ran rampant, spreading like an indestructible ripple from the depths of the heavens into the depths of spacetime, shattering layer after layer of spacetime barriers.
Only after a long while did it gradually dissipate.
Su Yi stood there, stunned.
One sword had repelled the gods!?
What kind of unimaginable power did that require?
"Li Fuyou! It's you again, you lingering Yin Soul!!"
From the depths of Endless Spacetime came a furious roar filled with shock and unwillingness.
It was the Daoist-robed youth wielding a wooden sword.
Li Fuyou!
Su Yi finally understood who the phantom emerging from the Nine Hells Sword was.
"You're mistaken. He died long ago, and his sword, 'Phoenix Cry,' is still suppressed within the Endless Battlefield. This is merely the karmic force he left behind! It will disperse sooner or later!"
The woman riding the Vermilion Bird spoke through gritted teeth.
"What a pity. We were only one step away before."
The man who had once swept across an entire starfield with his attack let out a regretful sigh.
"The Path to Godhood in the Immortal Realm will soon appear as well. Whether it is Li Fuyou's karmic force or his reincarnated body, neither has much time left to live!"
The gaunt monk, transformed into a grain of sand, spoke expressionlessly.
Separated by Endless Spacetime, Su Yi did not hear these conversations.
He only saw Li Fuyou flick his sleeve.
Boom!
The Nine Hells Sword crashed down. The endless Tribulation Cloud blanketing the heavens shattered with a thunderous roar, turning into a vast, brilliant rain of light like water pouring from the celestial river.
The scene in the depths of the Tribulation Cloud vanished completely.
At that instant, Su Yi saw Li Fuyou, whose back faced him, turn his head and glance at