Before Jiang Tai’e’s voice had even finished echoing through the air, his entire body rapidly withered and dimmed, like a flame burning out.0

As his body fell apart in chunks, he looked at Su Yi. It seemed he wanted to say something, but in the end, he just broke into a self-deprecating grin and sighed.0

Moments later, he vanished in a puff of smoke. All that remained was a radiant bundle of silver light hovering in midair.0

This was Jiang Tai’e’s Godhead. The power of reincarnation in Su Yi’s sword qi had heartlessly ripped it away from him!0

Su Yi approached and took the Godhead in hand.0

“This is the Godhead condensed from a third-level Epoch Fragment, huh… It’s a pity. An Epoch Law like this didn’t suit someone with your aptitude and foundations. It wasn’t worthy of you,” whispered Su Yi.0

He and Jiang Tai’e were enemies, but he couldn’t deny that Jiang Tai’e was an extraordinary expert, a true elite. He’d founded the Church of Supreme Oneness, and single-handedly fought his way to the pinnacle of the Immortal Dao, dazzling his...0