In the great and vast space, there were two men standing against each other as their swords held tightly within their hands. The man with black hair was on his knees as a black-red sword was supporting his bloodied body.
Tears were flowing from the man's cheek. Nearby him, was a lifeless body floating alone. The body had a big blood-red circle at the center of her white dress, as her eyes opened widely in shock and disbelief.
"To think the final obstacle in my path would be this weak...whatever, you have served your purpose. It's time for you to depart as well." The man opposite to him spoke.
With strands of long white hair flowing from his head to his back, the man had a pair of eyes filled with darkness as he looked at the black-haired man in front of him. Holding a black sword in his hand as it released a black mist that made the surrounding space tremble, the white-haired man raised the sword up before hacking it down on Wang Qian.