Yu Liuchen’s sigh contained a mixture of regret, sorrow, and envy. However, it took only a moment for hīm to notice that there was something off about his thinking. After all... this was an old enemy. There was no way he could feel envious about an enemy.0

People should stay dead when they die. Who goes out and dies twice? Snorting coldly, Yu Liuchen looked away from the horizon. That said, True Gods are rare nowadays, and the God Lords are sleeping. Your story is about to end, but my story... is just starting.3

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The sky over the east of Revered Ancient was empty. Four celestial-level holy lands had been floating there before, but Grand Emperor Swordsage’s sword had destroyed three of them. Only the Devilbird holy land was left. Swordsage waved his hand to bring its downfall, and then he gave it to the empress. Grand Emperor Devilbird had escaped, and there was no sign of him.0

Next, Swordsage looked to the south and started moving. The empress and Xu Qing followed. It was a distance almost too vast to cross, but with Swordsage’s towering aura, that distance seemed to contract. In the time it takes an incense stick to burn, he took Xu Qing and the empress across many regions, all...1