The Sword Qi storm swept out, shaking the entire Spirit Illusion Realm!
When the storm dispersed...
One man stood tall between heaven and earth, while the other bowed low on bended knee!
Chu Kuangren's sword pressed down on Jian Sanjue's shoulder. Jian Sanjue's expression was dark and cold as he knelt on one knee, more than half his soul power depleted.
"I... lost!"
Jian Sanjue took a deep breath as he spoke.
The sword in Chu Kuangren's hand dissipated, and he said calmly, "There is no shame in that, because the person you lost to was me!"
Everyone exchanged glances.
Just how thick-skinned did someone have to be to say something like that?
So losing to him was supposed to be an honor?
Of course, they did not say that aloud.
Because only the victor had the right to decide everything.
And right now, they were... the defeated!
"I'll challenge you again!"
Jian Sanjue rose and spoke firmly. Through this battle with Chu Kuangren, he felt that his sword intent was on the verge of improving.
As long as he honed it properly, he would certainly reach greater heights.
For that alone, perhaps he even owed Chu Kuangren his thanks.
"I'll be waiting."
Chu Kuangren spoke calmly.
He did not take the challenge to heart. Those he had defeated would never have a chance to surpass him. They could only chase his receding figure forever, until he disappeared far beyond their sight...
After he defeated the four Immortal Seeds, the entire Spirit Illusion Realm began to shake. Countless streams of light flowed through the void before transforming into a purplish-red altar.
"Congratulations, Chu Kuangren. My inheritance is yours."
Purple Blood Void Immortal's voice rang out. "Step onto this platform, and I will use a secret art to impart all my