The Heavenly Demon calamity, once capable of bringing the world to ruin, is about to reappear.
My lifelong dedication, and the sacrifices of the Taixu lineage over the millennia, will all come to nothing.
And this great catastrophe, should be upon myself... no, it should be upon that child "Mo Hua".
He is the "Heavenly Demon's guide".
All of this is forged from my selfishness.
"Despicable creature! Die!"
Patriarch Dugu's gaze was cold, he bit his tongue, summoned his spirit, and then relentlessly mobilized all his Divine Thought.
His chest heaved like bellows, his dry and skinny body like haunted wood, yet the powerful Sword Intent surged from him.
Extreme, pure, pure white Sword Intent condensed into threads of swords.
All the broken swords in the Sword Tomb gathered around Patriarch Dugu like raindrops.
"Taixu Sword Transformation, Heaven's net of swords."
