The instant Nie Li activated the Heavenly Dao Secret Art, boundless divine might descended like heavenly punishment. The Demon Lord had no chance to resist; his body exploded into a skyful of mist, leaving only a wisp of his battered soul to flee in panic.
At last, the calamity that had swept through Glory City came to an end.
Once the dust of battle settled, Nie Li immediately sought out Yun Tian, who stood quietly beside the ruins. Filled with confusion, he stepped forward and cupped his hands. "Senior Yun Tian, you could clearly have destroyed the Demon Lord with a wave of your hand. Why did you spare his life?"
In Nie Li's eyes, Yun Tian's strength was unfathomable. Killing the Demon Lord would have been no different from crushing an ant.
Yun Tian raised his eyes, his gaze distant, and said calmly, "Nie Li, you and he are bound by tangled karma. He will also become a crucial blade on your future path to the summit. From beginning to end, the two of you have only ever had one true enemy."
With those words, Yun Tian's figure flickered and vanished into the horizon.
Nie Li stood frozen, turning those words over and over in his mind.
The Demon Lord... would become his ally?
He and the Demon Lord had only one common enemy?
A terrifying name instantly exploded in Nie Li's mind-
The Saint Emperor!
Several days later, once the casualties and reconstruction of Glory City had been properly dealt with, Nie Li, Ye Ziyun, Xiao Ning'er, and the others said their farewells to their families and set out on their journey.
Atop the city walls, Ye Mo and Ye Zong stood shoulder to shoulder, watching the youths recede into the distance. Ye Mo's aged eyes brimmed with