Mister Su's Predictions Were Like Divine Revelation

Within the Assembly of Immortals Sword Tower Ruins.

Ning Sihua, Wen Lingxue, Cha Jin, Ying Que, Yuan Heng, and the others were all alerted. Through the Nine Absolute Heaven Sealing Restriction, they saw the scene unfolding outside.

"Who is that?"

"It's Qing Luo! Though his appearance has changed, his aura hasn't changed at all!"

"So it's him..."

Once they recognized the newcomer's identity, the initially panicked crowd instead calmed down.

Before Su Yi left, he had already made arrangements for this and prepared many contingencies, all to deal with Qing Luo when he eventually came knocking.

"Lingxue, you and Cha Jin inform the others not to panic over this."

Cool and composed as snow, Ning Sihua spoke swiftly. "Ying Que, Yuan Heng, join me in activating the Nine Absolute Heaven Sealing Formation and kill this fiend!"

"Alright!"

Everyone agreed.

Outside.

The winds and clouds changed color, and the sea surged wildly.

The Snow-White Spirit Sword that had been nurtured within Qing Luo's spine burst into the sky!

Clang!

Its sword cry was like the roar of ancient Gods and Devils, shaking the nine heavens and throwing wind and clouds into turmoil.

The peerless, dazzling sword light was like a blazing sun, brilliant to the utmost, illuminating this stretch of sea with boundless radiance.

On closer inspection, the sword seemed to have been forged from divine jade and white bone. Crystal-clear and resplendent, it emanated an incomparably terrifying aura.

At its hilt were engraved two tiny, twisted characters, like wriggling earthworms:

Calamity!

With the sword in hand, Qing Luo's body rapidly grew incomparably aged. His skin cracked inch by inch, as though all his strength and life force had been drained dry.

"From this day on, you are no longer of use."

A cold, sinister voice came from within the