The repelling force of the Heavenly Dao swallowed Su Mo. Amid the chaos, he seemed to be swept away from the Nine Heavens...
Everything around him seemed to be chaos before creation.
That repelling force wrapped around Su Mo, seemingly intent on sending him out of this stretch of reincarnation that did not belong to him.
There seemed to be a will wantonly toying with Su Mo's fate.
It had never stopped...
Su Mo's eyes were bloodshot as he reached both hands forward.
A dragon's roar rang through the void, and brilliant light burst forth!
The Mortal Realm's Heavenly Dao Sword suddenly appeared in Su Mo's hand, pointing straight into the void...
"You make me come, and I come. You make me leave, and I leave."
"What gives you the right?"
The Heavenly Dao Sword in Su Mo's hand slashed fiercely forward, cleaving toward the void.
Boom!
The will of the Mortal Realm's Emperor surged out with Su Mo's slash, striking at the laws that trapped him...
That strike seemed to carry Su Mo's anger, and his sorrow too.
Everything seemed to be following the course of a predetermined destiny.
It was a barrier no one could cross, and the changes he wanted to make seemed to have become the karma of destiny themselves.
He could not understand what the destiny weighing upon him truly was, or why he had to follow its course.
Little Xuanji was trapped in the Nine Heavens, yet he had to leave.
After searching and searching, he had finally found the Confucian Sage, never expecting that the Confucian Sage would turn out to be someone by his side.
He knew the destiny of the Confucian Sage's entire life, and feared that Little Xuanji would spend his life that way...
He was clearly nothing more than