"You... you actually sealed off the laws of this world?!"
Deep despair seeped into the Black Sky Lord's hoarse voice.
Watching Guan Yue approach through the air with his hands behind his back, feeling the threat of death draw ever closer, he finally could not help speaking.
"So you are Guan Yue..."
The Black Sky Lord looked at the man who had driven him into a hopeless corner, his voice thick with conflicting emotions.
"This king has heard that, alone with your blade, you suppressed the massive passage node beneath Yiling City that connected to the Dijiang Corpse, guarding it for decades."
"I thought it was merely the people of the Living World exaggerating your deeds."
"Only now, seeing you in person, do I realize that your title of Little Martial Saint is truly deserved."
The Black Sky Lord sighed, helplessness and desolation coloring his voice.
"You are a true giant among men. Your martial talent and temperament would have shone with the most brilliant light even in Ancient Times, when gods and devils rose together."
He shook his head, a trace of regret flashing through his lone eye.
"What a pity you were born in the wrong age."
"You were born in this Age of Dharma Decline, with dynastic fortune shattered and the world's spiritual energy exhausted."
"However dazzling your talent, even if you stand unrivaled throughout history at the Supreme Grandmaster realm, you are ultimately trapped within this broken world."
The Black Sky Lord gave a cold laugh, seemingly trying to salvage his last shred of dignity.
"You have no chance of truly entering the Upper Four Realms. You will never know what it means to command the Great Dao."
"However strong you are, you are merely a flood dragon trapped in shallow water. Sooner or later, your