"Luo Jiutian's chosen successor is quite remarkable."
The Celestial Demon's remnant soul spoke in the language of the human race, its eyes fixed on Ye Chen, flickering with an icy glow.
Ye Chen had destroyed many Celestial Demon remnants within the Sword Tomb, but this was the first time one had spoken to him.
It seemed.
As the strength of the Celestial Demon's remnant soul grew, its consciousness became increasingly clear.
The previous Celestial Demon remnants that emerged from the Sword Tomb were like madmen, but this one was entirely different.
Ye Chen also stared at the corporeal form of this Celestial Demon remnant, but he said nothing.
The Celestial Demon's remnant continued, "Back then, Luo Jiutian sacrificed his own life, yet he could only seal my soul in fragments. He couldn't kill me; do you think you can?
Even if you destroy all these scattered fragments of my soul, so what?
My physical body still remains, and therefore, I am eternally indestructible.
