“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!
Zhao Hao frowned. Through his senses, he did not detect any abnormalities. He could not understand why the other party was so surprised.
Just then, Fang Xingjian's voice rang out in Zhao Hao's mind.
"He is looking at me."
Zhao Hao turned his head fiercely, and it was only then that he saw Fang Xingjian standing behind him without him knowing when he had arrived there.
Then Zhao Hao struck out a punch, and a dragon's roar rang through the world. The ether particles in the atmosphere seethed intensely. The spot where Fang Xingjian was at was instantly turned into a state of vacuum. All heat energy, light energy, and microparticles were cut off.
However, in Zhao Hao's eyes, Fang Xingjian was still standing there unscathed.