The Name in White Is Cracking the Gall (3)

After the Phantom Beast was detonated, all the surrounding spirits were destroyed, and nothing else remained.

Even the omnipresent spirits could not find any flaws in Xu Xiaoshou's Fantasy Sword Technique.

They would sleep forever in the world of the Fantasy Sword Technique, unable to wake up from their death, unable to feed back any trace of the 'illusion'.

"Ta!"

Xi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Beads of sweat rolled down the tip of his nose.

Xi's pupils began to tremble as he thought of a possibility...

"No!"

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely, absolutely impossible!"

Xi shook his head vigorously and killed his own thoughts.

If his guess was true, from now on, there would probably be no place for Xi in the world of the ancient swordsman.

No matter where he went in the future, he would be laughed at by the world. It would be better if he drew his sword and committed suicide now.