Arriving Here by Fate

Shen Yimo merged body and sword, fleeing with all her might. Yet she was grievously wounded, her realm had fallen, and her natal flying sword had suffered severe damage as well. Her Sword Escape was not even a tenth as fast as it had been at her peak. She could only watch helplessly as the Heavenly Sovereign of the First Tribulation who had previously surrounded the two of them transformed into a Golden Crow and drew ever closer, while the spacetime storm in the distance still seemed impossibly far away.

Gritting her teeth, she simply turned around. Light and darkness erupted as she struck out with a vast, stern sword, preferring to break rather than bend.

The nature of a sword cultivator revealed itself without reservation.

That Heavenly Sovereign of the First Tribulation had likely rarely fought sword cultivators, or perhaps he had attained Heavenly Being status within the Chaotic Primordial Era itself and excelled at dealing with aberrant species and demonic beasts. He had never expected Shen Yimo to turn back without regard for her own safety and slash at him. Caught off guard, the Golden Crow he had transformed into could only spew out sixth-tier Solar True Fire, like the very source of fire itself, spreading a sea of white, crimson, and black flames before him, as though a great sun had been born from nothing.

Light and darkness interwove, firelight splashed in every direction, and space melted and perished. With her fallen cultivation, Shen Yimo had actually fought this Heavenly Sovereign of the First Tribulation's sixth-tier Immortal Technique to a standstill, both retreating a thousand miles.

But for Shen Yimo, a draw meant "defeat"!

After blocking her sword strike, that Heavenly Sovereign of the First Tribulation finally came to his senses. The Golden Crow's black flame wings