"With this sword, I shall take your head!"
The Sword Emperor's body, clad in a robe adorned with dancing golden dragons, rustled in the wind, his hair flew about wildly, and the sword light around him ebbed and flowed like a sovereign of swords.
Within the pitch-black Sword Purgatory.
Even more terrifying were the countless Sword Qi rampaging with peerless strength, omnipresent and all-conquering, indestructible to all.
With the strength of the Sword Emperor at the Eight Nirvana Realm, a mere gesture of his hand held the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.
This Sword Purgatory was indeed the pinnacle of the Sword Dao beneath eternal life.
Xiao Yi found himself within the purgatory.
From all directions, at every moment, sharp Sword Qi crisscrossed, capable of tearing him into pieces if not for the exceptional defensive prowess of his Wind Thunder Holy Body.
"Qinglian reincarnation!"
"Lifeforce unceasing!"
"Unmatched in attack…"
