Who was Jian Cangsang? He was the super successor of the Cantian Sword Sect, a man who had spent a million years comprehending the sword and attained the Dao in a single day, surpassing countless peerless Heavenly Prodigies who had once seemed beyond his reach.
Since attaining the Dao, he had never once found an opponent worthy of him. Many descendants of Top-tier Beings weren't even qualified to make him draw his sword. He had truly risen above those who came before him.
But today, Jian Cangsang, who had attained the Dao in a single day and had few equals in his realm, had fallen!
He hadn't even drawn his sword!
And he hadn't merely fallen. It seemed Jian Cangsang had lost his life. There was no sign of life in him, and his physical body was transforming into the Dao, vanishing bit by bit.
No one dared believe this was real. More than that, no one could imagine what Jian Cangsang had encountered that had brought him down before he could even draw his sword.
"Who exactly is that Woman in Red Dress?" the beings of the High-Level Heavenly Vault wondered in shock, deeply curious about Jiang Ruoyao.
At that moment, even the Ghost Phoenix Race Ancient Ancestor and the others from the seventeenth layer of Heaven furrowed their brows.
They could see what had happened to Jian Cangsang.
Jiang Ruoyao had crushed Jian Cangsang's will with the most direct and overbearing force, dismantling his Dao Heart.
Jian Cangsang cared more about his Dao Heart than other people did. He had no realm of his own; he himself was the Dao, and the sword on his back was his very core.
Jiang Ruoyao had seen this, and that was why she had struck.
Jian Cangsang had endured the loneliness