After returning to the sect, he also planned to personally visit Yuzhu Peak and hand the soul over to his master's uncle, to see if a method could be found to grant this senior sister a chance at rebirth.
Although decades of painstaking cultivation were lost, at least she could start anew, which was better than falling into the hands of the Xuanyin Sect.
The conversation between the two women continued, as Liu Tangxi withdrew her weapon and silently gazed at the battlefield littered with debris. A hundred-meter-long trench appeared before them, bottomless, seeming to pierce through the heavens and earth.
And the residual charm on the eight-sided Han sword would likely attract countless cultivators' attention in the coming decades.
"Could you surpass him after removing these two items? Or surpass any direct disciple of the Central Plains Eight Sects?"
One word awakened a dreamer.
