"I feel much better after hearing what you said." Xia Wuji took a deep breath, stood up, and walked towards the center of the battlefield.
"I'm not dead yet. It's just the pursuit of the entire Dimensional Battlefield. I want to make a final struggle."
"Back then, I said that if it is yours, it is yours. If it is not yours, it is not yours."
"It doesn't matter if I'm wrapped in a horse's leather or if I die without a complete corpse. Even if I die, I, Xia Wuji, will drag many people with me." Xia Wuji spoke with unwavering determination.
"What are you doing?" The stone door asked.
"There's a giant sword in the center of the battlefield. If I push it down, I'll kill those b*stards who are chasing me." Xia Wuji resentfully declared.
The stone door was silent.
"Don't worry. I'll hide you before I die. When the time comes, you can go find a new successor. You can just consider our meeting as a mistake." Xia Wuji told the stone door.
