The endless starry sky, has become quiet.
Everything seems to have gone far away, as if only one thing remains in the heavens and earth, a piece of pottery-like object, a Nine-leaf Sword Grass, covered in densely packed cracks.
"You, have still lost."
"But I won't kill you, because you are not worthy to die under my sword right now."
Jiang Ding said solemnly: "I have foreseen that the Path of Immortality will be extremely difficult, even if all the heroes of the world become ladders, it may not succeed."
"Therefore, I spare your life."
"Do you accept or not?"
Jiang Ding shouted coldly, his voice somewhat chilling.
These were the same words as the Three Flames Ancient Emperor, hence it was not just a simple statement, it contained the Heavenly Constitution. This sword's power held the End of Dharma Path, and it had already cut into the immortal soul of the Nine-leaf Sword Emperor, about to completely destroy his immortal soul, and kill him.
