Chunks of ice floated about the river. Tie Shu floated amongst them with his eyes open, already dead.
His eyes reflected the gloomy sky, just like the surface of the water and the chunks of ice around him.
An extremely straight wound was visible on his abdomen. It was extremely deep, cutting straight through his Ethereal Palace and all his Qi openings, severing any chance of survival.
From this wound, one could see the strike of Wang Po's blade.
His blade was still as it used to be, but it had also undergone many subtle transformations, and also seemed to have reached a more profound level of cultivation.
When his blade broke through his sheath, he successfully broke through into the next realm.
As a prerequisite, he needed to expel the shadow that Zhou Dufu had cast upon his soul.
Before a lofty peak, some people would choose to walk around, others would choose to retreat, and others would choose to climb.
