Xuan Ming's greatest regret in this life is not being able to face the great tribulation a thousand years ago alongside Master.
He does not fear death.
In the mundane world, who can escape death?
If he could fight shoulder to shoulder with Master, even if he died and disappeared from the Dao, he would have no regrets!
After the great tribulation, Xuan Ming was left to guard the Holy Realm alone, leaving only a wisp of soul thought, witnessing the departure of fellow disciples, the aging and death of his kin, and the desiccation of the Holy Realm. If not for the sustaining belief in heritage, he would have likely turned to dust in the long years of suffering.
But now.
He can finally let go of his worries and fight with all his might.
The final opponent... is so inadequate.
"You, are too weak."
Xuan Ming shook his head, showing no concealment of the disappointment in his eyes.
"Cough, cough..."
