“Obtaining the topmost degree of talent in sword arts in the world requires giving up 72 years of lifespan, which leaves you with only five more years of your life. At the same time, you will never be able to feel love, kinship, and friendship, and you’ll end up leading a lonely life until your death, unable to procreate, or to have any descendants. “From now onwards, everything related to happiness in the human world shall no longer be of your concern. Are you willing to accept this?” “Hahahaha, I’m already alone bereft of all support, my hopes dashed to pieces, shouldering only absolutely irreconcilable grudge and hatred, why would I disagree? Why would I not want it? I couldn’t ask for anything better!!” His sword sweeps across the Divine Continent for seven days and nights, moving 90,000 miles through the starry skies, unhindered. He slays saints and buddhas in Heaven, slaughters demons and devils in Hell, sweeping away all the grievances in his heart!
Everyone was trapped in this surging blood sea.
Zhao Yinglan was equally surprised as she looked at this scene. Just when her body was about to sink into the blood sea, she had already activated the Gang Qis around her and shot out toward the sky.
However, she had just charged out from the blood sea when another stretch of blood wave came down from above her.
The Illusory Demonic Rotation was instantly circulated to an extreme. Everything around her that was within sight, including the sky and land, were scarlet red.
Wave after wave struck her body and were then reflected by her Gang Qis. However, there seemed to be no end to them as they kept depleting her Gang Qis.
As her body soaked in this blood sea, Zhao Yinglan felt it get increasingly weaker, and her Gang Qis were also slowly wearing out.