Not sure how much time had passed.
Qi Xiu, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them slowly, turned his head to the south, and a flash of purple light flickered in his eyes.
"Demon Saint Son?"
Before the words had even fallen, an overwhelming killing intent like the Shura Blood Sea erupted, changing the colors of the heavens and earth. Amidst the bloody ocean, a solitary, cold figure stepped forward, with eyes as cold as millennia-old ice, piercing and terrifying.
"Are you that so-called Hunyuan Myriad Laws True Monarch?"
From a height above, Ding Yin gazed indifferently at Qi Xiu below. As he spoke, a Blood Dao Killing Sword, flowing with endless blood-demon light and as long as a thumb, traversed infinite void, closing in on Qi Xiu's forehead in an instant.
Ding—
Flicking away the Blood Dao Killing Sword that threatened to pierce his head, Qi Xiu slightly raised his head and looked at Ding Yin.
"Finally, someone decent has come."
