A purple sword erupted with dazzling radiance, and a force that pierced through heaven and earth appeared before everyone.
The purple sword was covered in rune-like veins. After being struck by Li Poxiao's Great Sword Technique, it had become a vortex of power. Without a doubt, it had blocked that sword—it had taken the deathblow meant for Xia Ruize.
Xia Ruize's hair hung loose, his eyes were blood-red, and his entire body seethed with blood energy, as if he possessed endless power. But that power did not come from his body. It should have come from the Abyss of Hell.
He had not died. He had struggled to survive.
"Demonic Dao descends... Demonic Dao descends..." Xia Ruize slowly raised his hand, then gently placed it on the hilt of the purple sword. At that moment, the sword instantly erupted with fierce multicolored light. Several beams of light shot into his body in the blink of an eye. Those lights were bizarre in color, and runes revolved within them. What they connected to was precisely the Heavenly Dao!
"Damn..." Dongfang Fu's face instantly went deathly pale. Including me, everyone's feelings had become terribly complicated.
"Demon." Li Poxiao gritted his teeth and gripped the Little Heaven Sword with both hands. "Chasing the stars and constellations... Heaven and earth command ten thousand swords, divine steel guards a thousand miles, sword hastens forth!"
"Xiaoxue... Yuxin... Xiaoyi... Black Dragon... I... am back..." Xia Ruize raised the long sword in his hand. Yet his scarlet eyes held not the slightest trace of emotion. At his brow, a third eye opened. The veins and blue tendons around it bulged outward, as though the Genesis Creation Technique had been activated. The eye in the center was not an ordinary color either, but pure black, making it look exceptionally