Chapter 612

Jiang Han did not look at them again and continued toward Jin Taijun. The Ripple Dao beneath his feet extended outward, every step seeming to tread upon everyone's hearts.

Jin Taijun lay sprawled across an asteroid. As she watched Jiang Han draw closer and closer, fear finally appeared in her eyes. She wanted to beg for mercy, but found she did not even have the strength to open her mouth. All she could do was watch Jiang Han's figure grow larger in her vision.

Beneath the heavens, countless cultivators held their breath, waiting for the final outcome.

This battle concerned not only Jin Taijun's life and death, but also the future order of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Everyone understood that when Jiang Han's blade came down, an old era would come to a complete end.

"Hongjun Daoist Friend, enough is enough." Wang Changsheng looked at the surging two-colored divine radiance around Jiang Han, his voice carrying unconcealed weariness. "Jin Taijun is already wounded. Her primordial spirit is on the verge of collapse, and even cracks have appeared in her Dao foundation. Before everyone in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, you slapped her three times and destroyed the prestige she built over a million years. This punishment is already sufficient."

Zhao Haotian nodded as well. His gaze swept over Jin Taijun, who lay collapsed on a distant asteroid like a broken puppet, and a trace of complexity crossed his brow. "No matter how many faults she has committed, she was still a veteran who guarded Emperor Pass for a million years. The demon race of the Border Desolation is watching like tigers, and this is precisely when we need people. Why must you insist on killing her?"

The two still stood shoulder to shoulder, tall and firm as