"It was only the Nine Tribulations, yet in the end they became your impediment. A Sword Song of such might could be used once, but not twice. I'm afraid your vitality has already been exhausted. And this sword strike—I don't care if you say this old man is bullying the younger generation or using any means necessary! I must still unleash it. Consider it the final sword I fulfill before leaving the immortal sect's lineage! And repayment for everything the lineage has given me!" Yan Shanshi suddenly spoke of leaving the lineage, instantly leaving everyone around him utterly bewildered. Not only did the Northern Immortal Alliance stand there dumbfounded, even Jun Yishuo was taken aback!
I paused, then immediately looked toward the two branch leaders of the Western Religion, thinking, So it wasn't only about seeing that golden sword just now. There was also the hidden reason that Yan Shanshi intended to join the Western Religion. And now that he's fighting me, doesn't that mean he intends to use my head as a farewell gift in repayment to the lineage?!
"Heh heh, it seems Senior Yan intends to wholeheartedly convert to Buddhism? But if you want to use me as your farewell gift, you'll have to see whether I agree, won't you?" I said coldly.
The corners of Yan Shanshi's mouth curved into an arc. The golden Dreamlike Bubble in his hand then grew even more dazzling, its radiance rippling brilliantly. Naturally, the Sword Song followed his chant: "The white mountains wind around as the spirit floats in steps, the immortal platform's law departs and the Dao tilts askew; the sky is distant, the sword's shadow like a lone wild goose, endless spring radiance rolls up the curtain! Dao of My Life! Spring Radiance Sword Curtain!"
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