"If you have no choice in the matter, then let me see just what you can do to make her go to such lengths."
Seven Killings Daoist reconstructed his Dharma Body and ascended to the Celestial Immortal realm in a single step!
A blood-colored storm swept across the heavens, making every realm pale.
Heaven birthed all things to nourish man, yet man had nothing to repay Heaven. Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!
On the shores of Yaochi, Ji Hao stopped, met by an overwhelmingly dense surge of Geng Metal Qi.
"The scenery is lovely. It certainly lives up to Yaochi's reputation," Ji Hao remarked.
In myths, Yaochi had been an immortal paradise since ancient times. Though now in ruins, it still offered glimpses of its former splendor.
The air was filled with blazing white light, like restless streaks of radiance dancing through countless manifestations of weapons.
Hiss!
Just then, a dark gleam appeared out of nowhere, eerily materializing before Ji Hao and stabbing toward him in a flash.
Pfft!
Ji Hao did not move. With a thought, he commanded Heaven and Earth Origin Qi to gather into a great chaos-colored hand that seized the dark gleam. Its force and Dao principles disintegrated, assimilated into chaos, while the surrounding splendor slowed and was forcibly frozen in the past.
Specks of rippling light blazed like torches, sealing the sky. Only then did the true form of the thing that had suddenly appeared become visible.
The dark gleam was a broken sword missing both its tip and hilt. It seemed condensed from black water, with seals rising and sinking deep within it, some damaged and others intact. The ancient seal-script characters for "Heavenly River" were inscribed upon it, and a mighty river surged within, flickering with a cold, yielding aura.
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