"I've shown you respect."
Liu Bai calmly sheathed his Long Sword.
If other experts had witnessed this scene, they would have been utterly shocked. Karmic Fire—among all the flames in the world, it undoubtedly held a place.
Karmic Fire was second only to Dao Fire. It burned neither flesh, nor soul, nor the five roots. It burned only karma.
Anything that existed in this world carried karma with it, and Karmic Fire existed solely to burn karma.
Even a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, if entangled by Karmic Fire, would lose a layer of skin even if they did not die.
Nothing in the world could extinguish Karmic Fire. The more karma one was stained with, the fiercer it burned.
Put another way, the higher one's cultivation, the deeper their karmic entanglement, and the more fiercely Karmic Fire burned.
Elsewhere, Ye Lin stood high in the air, his eyes fixed on the Holy Demon Dragon before him.
Several minutes passed, and several more wounds had appeared on the Holy Demon Dragon's body. Drops of green blood fell onto the earth below. A trace of exhaustion flashed through the Holy Demon Dragon's eyes, yet they remained filled with fighting spirit.
Though he was already exhausted, his battle intent remained as strong as ever.
"They've all finished. I didn't expect that, in the end, I'd be the one dragging everyone down. Let's try it—this sword."
Ye Lin looked at the two distant battles, both already over, and murmured softly. He gazed at the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword in his hand, his fingers slowly stroking its blade.
At the same time, an incomparably terrifying aura erupted from Ye Lin. Blood-red light spread over his entire body, staining half the sky crimson.
"When this sword emerges, blood must be shed."
Immortal energy surged wildly through Ye