Heaven and earth went dark!
The starry expanse of this universe was swallowed by the Law-Annihilation Great Dao, without a single stray glimmer of light. The Great Sun Sword Heir commanded the full force of heaven and earth. The sword at his waist slid slowly from its sheath, and a terrifying killing intent surged forth like a flood, freezing the entire realm.
By comparison, Wei Zicheng was as insignificant as a mote of dust.
Three sword wounds on his chest cut deep enough to expose bone and slash into his organs. This was the price he had paid in the battle so far.
Death was steadily becoming real.
"Haha..."
"Hahaha..."
Wei Zicheng was so small, so weak, yet he showed no fear. Instead, he laughed. "Great Sun, my fellow Daoist, how could a sword cultivator walking the path of supreme forgetting of emotion have descendants or disciples?"
"The Ancient Emperor's legacy is rich enough already!"
"If they aren't strong enough, don't work hard enough, or lack the luck, what does it matter if they all die?"
"But, my fellow Daoist,"
"you haven't won."
Wei Zicheng's smile slowly faded. "My fellow Daoist, I still have one form of the Returning-Together Sword Art. I ask you to give me a few pointers."
"Returning together?"
Jiang Ding seemed curious and granted the dying man this indulgence.
"Returning together, returning together..."
"If you die beneath this sword, there's still a chance I'll awaken again."
"Then I'll become a True Immortal Heir. Under such a miracle, why couldn't I live?"
Wei Zicheng smiled faintly.
He kept smiling as his body gradually broke apart. His flying sword and sword soul crumbled in turn, dissolving into motes of light formed from rules that filled the sky.
Those motes spread like mist.
Neither the force of heaven and