"Fine, then. I have devoted my life to the sword. To have a friend like Fellow Daoist Mei accompany me along the final stretch of my life can be considered a life not lived in vain!"
"What is death, anyway?"
"Even if I die, I will never let these demons take another step forward."
He offered no further persuasion, nor did he choose to leave.
As the East Sea Sword Saint's words fell, threads of Sword Qi erupted from his body. Carrying unwavering, regretless conviction, he once more battled the Blood Cloud Daoist.
With his Magical Treasure flying sword destroyed, he... was the last and only sword.
Yet before absolute strength, even the most tenacious will was insufficient to change anything.
The Earth Command Flag carried towering demonic flames, swallowing the East Sea Sword Saint and Mei Yingxue in an instant.
As the demonic flames scorched their bodies, the life force within them drained away at an astonishing rate.
In but a moment, the auras around them had fallen to their lowest point. Their lives hung by a thread; they were at death's door.
Just at this critical moment, when a thousand pounds hung by a single hair—
A crimson sword light tore through the sky. Blazing flames dyed half the heavens red as it swept forcefully into the battlefield with the momentum of thunder.
The sword's descent startled wind and rain; its firelight shook heaven and earth!
The raging flames were clearly no ordinary fire.
The instant they struck the ground, they collided with the demonic flames emitted by the Earth Command Flag.
The East Sea Sword Saint had lost his flying sword, but his own strength remained. Joined with Mei Yingxue, their combined power was never to be underestimated.
Now that they had received aid, the two of