A place of darkness, its whereabouts unknown.
Mysterious power surged, causality boiled, and in the utter darkness, it seemed that an eye was about to peer out and gaze upon the myriad heavens, as if searching for something.
"I still haven't found him... Are you sure he entered the sword formation you laid?"
A voice rang out uncertainly in the darkness.
On the dark throne, a deep voice replied:
"Yes."
"He has already seen my Sword Dao."
The voice in the darkness asked:
"Has he broken through it?"
The voice on the dark throne replied:
"Not yet."
The voice in the darkness murmured:
"...I hope we see the result soon. If he really is weak and is killed by your sword formation, that would be ideal. If he breaks through your Sword Dao... I can find somewhere to hide first."
The voice on the throne said:
"...Do you have to spend every day thinking about hiding? Why not try and see if you can kill him too..."
The voice in the darkness said coldly:
"Try? If he can break through your Dao, do you have the courage to try?"
The voice on the dark throne said:
"No."
The voice in the darkness said:
"So... I hope he really is only at the Nascent Soul stage. I hope he dies beneath your sword formation... Otherwise... even a few hundred million years would be a long time to endure."
The being on the dark throne fell silent for a moment, then said:
"What are you planning to do about the fire star? Even if I hold him back for now, black smoke alone may not be enough to suppress it, will it? The smoke that once guarded the cycle of reincarnation was destroyed..."
"If the sparks really start a prairie fire, there'll