The vast chaos qi concealed Wang Xian from the secrets of heaven.
The Coiling Dragon Desolate Sword in his Divine Sea struck in divine shock at the instant before Wang Xian and his inner demon had fully merged.
Or rather, it struck with One Sword No Trace!
He knew perfectly well that once the inner demon appeared, it would devour him.
It would not disappear until it had devoured his Divine Soul completely!
In truth, the inner demon was countless times stronger than its host. That was why, for cultivators who refined immortal bodies, overcoming the inner demon was so difficult—it was a towering mountain they could never cross.
Few people could withstand being devoured by their own inner demons!
That was also why, throughout the ages, there had been so few Immortal Emperors and Saint Kings.
But Wang Xian was different. To put an end to it once and for all, he had not used that scroll of Buddhist scripture to suppress or even seal his inner demon.
Instead, with his heart set on death, he had forced his inner demon to fight him to the bitter end.
Then, at the instant they began devouring each other, he had summoned the Coiling Dragon Divine Sword.
Even his master, Yang Wanjin, could never have imagined that the Coiling Dragon Divine Sword would make its first appearance by slaying Wang Xian's inner demon...
Lying on his back, he let the winds and clouds shift and the light and shadows flow, watching helplessly as the demonic aura filling the sky vanished into the void.
Wang Xian closed his eyes, utterly spent.
He murmured to himself, "So, who in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands can still keep me imprisoned here?"
"Crack!"
A bolt of lightning struck. The world spun, and everything before