That boundless, surging Sword Qi fell silent.
Its peerless sharpness seemed to be ground away by time.
Yan Chunhui's white hair, spread like swords, drooped strand by strand. Like winter snow settling upon the world, like withered grass bowing low, he retreated again and again, concealing himself within the final season.
Standing within this Calamity Void Realm, the leader of the Human Demons was as mild as an aged sheep. Deep furrows lined his face, and his plain robes hung loose.
The Flying Sword Pinnacle of the old era had sheathed his edge.
Yet the youngest True Lord in all history held down his longsword, unmoving.
He said—
"Stay away from me."
How wildly arrogant Jiang Wang was today!
He had taken the initiative to go to No-Return Valley and provoke war, determined to accomplish what no one else had accomplished, to slay the Human Demons none under heaven had slain.
Even after the operation failed and Yan Chunhui escaped, he remained unyielding!
Yan Chunhui's sudden appearance in Cloud Kingdom was itself a warning—he could come here without a sound, and he could do many things Jiang Wang absolutely did not wish to see.
Yan Chunhui had then taken the initiative to speak, using the common people of all under heaven as a threat, assuming the cruel posture of slaughtering even more people in an attempt to force Jiang Wang into compromise—yet this so-called "compromise" merely required Jiang Wang's silence. He did not need Jiang Wang to do anything at all.
So long as he covered his eyes, everything could be treated as though it had never happened. Jiang Wang would not see the Human Demons committing evil, and Yan Chunhui would not see that killing intent in No-Return Valley.
Everything would remain as before. How yesterday was, today would