On her face of unparalleled beauty, beads of ice floated out—her tears emerging, freezing rapidly in the extreme cold of the void!
Her voice trembled slightly, yet carried an indescribable joy and excitement,
"It has truly fallen!
This seventh incarnation of the Nine Nether Old Demon has truly fallen!
The Nine Nether Seventh who slaughtered countless cultivators of the Ghost Race, who plundered the lives and True Qi of countless Ghost Race cultivators, has truly fallen!
I, Mo Liqing, have prepared for thousands of years to seal this seventh incarnation of the Nine Nether Old Demon, and it has truly fallen!"
Tears in the form of ice beads floated out from her eyes, yet her face was filled with joy and excitement. Suddenly, the North Celestial Palace Celestial King Mo Liqing turned to the direction of the Ancestor Star of the Ghost Race in the Northern Celestial Star Realm and knelt down, calling out:
