"Our Emperor Scripture can't be divulged!" Wei Ming refused.
"Alright, then go to hell."
Ten thousand swords shot out from Song Shi's palm. Dazzling sword light surrounded Wei Ming and attacked his opponent's shaky barrier.
The barrier, which had already been distorted by the flames, began to crack under this intense attack. The sword qi entered through the crack, leaving traces of blood on its body.
Seeing that he was about to end up like Jin Yan, Wei Ming did not want to die. He could only go against the rules of his ancestor and said anxiously, "Stop quickly. I can teach you the Heavenly Demon Emperor Scripture, but you have to swear not to kill me!"
"Sure."
Song Shi swore skillfully. At the same time, he dispersed the fire sword and let go of a portion of the Immortal Binding Rope. "Come, teach me the zither first."
Ding, ding, ding…
