"Have you stepped into the Seventh Nirvana?"
"I am intending to consult with Seven Kill Daoist, I would appreciate your guidance."
Jiang Ding smiled gently.
Clang!
The sound of the sword was like the sound of a mountain spring, dripping down.
In this realm, matter, time, rules, spiritual energy, everything, everything, their flow is slowing down, even the naked eye of a mortal can clearly see it; all matter is thinning continuously, thinning continuously, even… including the body of Seven Kill Daoist!
Seven Kill Daoist was horrified to see that the thickness of his palm continued to thin, and many ink dots even appeared on it.
These ink dots were rapidly multiplying, covering every part of his body.
Completely unstoppable!
"You are going to die."
"Seven Kill Daoist."
Jiang Ding said blandly, "You were unable to tell me if this is the seventh step limit, which is unfortunate."
