Dugu Jian had fallen, and the imperial tribulation gradually dispersed.
Yet that terrifying sword intent, reaching through heaven and earth, still surged through the myriad worlds, permeating the entire Nine Heavens Continent.
"He succeeded!" Ye Qilin gazed at the collapsed void in the distance and could not help sighing. At this moment, he understood Dugu Jian's state of mind as well.
"He pursued the Sword Dao all his life. I never expected that after being reborn in the Netherworld, he would still be the same. This pursuit of the sword has already been carved deep into his soul." Xiao Yun felt some regret.
Dugu Jian was likely the sword Dao genius closest to becoming a Sword Emperor in all of history. Perhaps it could be said that Dugu Jian had already become a Sword Emperor, though that Sword Emperor had existed in this world for only a fleeting moment.
But even though Dugu Jian had fallen, the traces of his existence could not be erased. He was the Sword Emperor, the first Sword Emperor in history.
"What are you talking about? How baffling. Didn't he already fail his tribulation? What an idiot. Since he had gained insight, he should have hidden in the Netherworld and continued perfecting his Sword Dao. He was so impatient to prove his Dao—dying was a waste of death." Zhao Wuji mocked from the side.
Ye Qilin could only smile bitterly at that.
Xiao Yun shot him a glance and said calmly, "Did you think he could escape this time? Li Chengdi and the others could flee because their defenses are strong. I couldn't kill them in a short time. But Dugu Jian couldn't escape. His defense was too weak; it wouldn't have taken me long to kill him."
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