Didn't everyone have a smooth journey?
Who didn't feel that they were geniuses who could fight across realms?
Who didn't think that if they fought, the Holy Emperor would be like their enemies in the past and kneel under their blades and swords?
Beibei held onto the Supreme Emperor Sword with all her might, and the blood in her body flowed down her arms.
She had not given up yet.
She could still put up a struggle.
It was akin to the God of Killing Wei Feng; he still felt that he had not utilized his full strength and had not put himself in utmost danger and escaped death!
"Emperor Sword, Supreme..."
"The Way of the Heavens is sealed."
Feng Yujin stared at the God-Slaying Token while his saint's will focused on how the Saint fought against the Black Water Stream in the sky above the high cliff. He readied his hand seal and smashed into the Way of the Heavens.
"Bang!"
The lid of the Godhood-Sealing Coffin closed.