In the ruins of the earth.
Luo Xiu knelt weakly, looking up at the sky.
The demonic shadow descending through the clouds, seemingly from the other side of deep space's cosmic terror, awaited its arrival to devour everything.
If the "Skyless Compassion" previously shattered by Jian Jiu Yang's sword was the strongest Taoist Arts of Wutian Lingzi.
Then this "Night Demon Descending the World" was the strongest Taoist Arts of the Night Devil!
Yet faced with such horror, Luo Xiu was unusually calm, even a faint pride could be seen between his brows.
As long as there is a sword in the heart, even if the starry sky shatters, gods and demons descend, and myriad beings bleed, what is there to fear?
"Come, let me see your skills."
Luo Xiu slowly closed his eyes, paying no further attention to the horrific demonic shadow descending from the sky.
At this moment, he had nothing outside his heart, quietly comprehending the Nine Yang Sword Intent taught by Jian Jiu Yang before his death.
