"Ahhhh!" Yuchi Kong cried out in horror. The consciousness sound waves were vibrating with an unmatched mournfulness. He felt his spirit was being destroyed and quickly corroding, disappearing into dust.
This was a fate in which his body and soul would both be eliminated, and nothing would be left after his death. Even traces of him in this world would be wiped away, to say nothing of the reincarnation of legend. Not even his bones and dregs would be left.
This was a Sword of Reincarnation that could cut off one's reincarnation. It would cut and kill one's body and soul, eliminating them completely!
Yuchi Kong's spirit trembled and crumbled when he thought back to that ancient record. Facing death was the ultimate terror. He struggled with all his might, but it was in vain. This world was on the brink of total destruction.