As the sword shadow slowed down.
The figure in the middle gradually appeared.
Emperor Ziwei straightened his body slightly, his gaze locked onto that figure.
The Evil God's foul aura was terrifying, but if it cut itself off from the world, it would turn into the purest spiritual energy in the world to return to the world.
Actually, Lu Huaijiang was right.
In his life, he was destined to die at birth.
The three worlds were unfair to him.
However, there was nothing he could do.
He was only a Divine Lord and was in charge of the laws of the Three Realms, but he could not change the laws of the world.
At this moment, Lu Huaijiang's body was almost covered in blood.
Covered in blood, the Deercry Sword continuously split his spiritual qi and scattered his cultivation, allowing his spiritual qi to return to heaven and earth bit by bit.
Lu Huaijiang, on the other hand, had become extremely weak, almost like a mortal.
"Jiang Jiang…Jiang Jiang."
