At this moment, Ning Xiaochuan had attacked the Eight Kings of Truth Heavenly Kingdom without hesitation. In truth, he was merely taking a gamble.
Of course, he knew that with his current strength, he stood absolutely no chance against these peerless powerhouses. Thus, he could only stake everything on his identity as a World Extinction Path Successor.
Though such a wager was somewhat ethereal and uncertain, Ning Xiaochuan had no choice but to gamble. Just as he had said, if he were truly to be imprisoned for ten thousand years, he would rather die outright.
However, the change in the World Extinction Demon Sword now told Ning Xiaochuan that he had won this gamble.
This slender figure emerged from within the World Extinction Demon Sword. At first, she was only the size of a finger, but with every step she changed, eventually becoming a peerless beauty.
Boom! This peerless beauty possessed stunning features, yet her strength was terrifyingly immense. With a flash, her slightly chilly palms grasped Ning Xiaochuan's wrist and pulled him out of Mu Yun King's attack.
"She's alive, not a phantom." Feeling the warmth from the slightly cool little hand gripping his own, Ning Xiaochuan was instantly dumbfounded.
He had thought that the person emerging from the World Extinction Demon Sword this time would be like before, merely a wisp of spiritual intent left behind by an ancestor of the World Extinction Path.
Yet the palm gripping his hand clearly told him that this peerless beauty before him was not a phantom, nor some spiritual thought. She was a living, breathing person.
A woman who had emerged from the World Extinction Demon Sword.
Which generation of World Extinction Path Successor was she? She couldn't be Master's mortal enemy, could she?
Ning Xiaochuan stared at her while his