He had once said: "Leave the sword in Primordial Imperial City. Do not let it gather rust and dust. I will come to claim it myself before long."
And now he had come.
He had once said: "Thief, do not run. When this venerable one catches you, I shall make a wine vessel from your skull."
Now, he was silent.
Jiang Wang stood before Primordial Imperial City, smiling as he issued his invitation.
The Blood God Lord Ying Hunxie, honored as the "Supreme Evil Universal God Lord," stood motionless at a corner of the city tower, like a clay statue.
A gaze was contact; a voice also counted as a clash. Thus, He stared without blinking and said not a word.
Tiger Taisui could not wait for reinforcements in Thousand Calamities Grotto.
For outside Primordial Imperial City, one man stood with sword in hand.
Ten thousand miles was no great distance. A sword held crosswise became a celestial chasm.
Fickle Lover rang upon the city tower; Longing lay quiet within its sheath.
Primordial Imperial City was a tranquil place. Everyone was accustomed to replacing words with silence.
Just as the violet lightning that represented the will of heaven in the Demon Realm watched over both Peaceful Longevity City and Thousand Calamities Grotto, Jiang Wang's backward glance swept across more than just the All Living Beings Painting.
His gaze passed over all living beings.
Within Peaceful Longevity City, a boat bearing a divine fetus could not fly.
Chai Asi fought Shi Anxuan with his sword.
The former had only recently advanced, while the latter was wounded. They could be said to be evenly matched.
Yet with the Demon Realm's heavenly will openly bearing ill intent, rust within gold could never be wholly purged, and the decline written in one's fate could