tating manner.>The Nine-Cut Thunder Blade is a first-grade spell with a total of nine consecutive strikes, each blow stronger than the last.When the second blade fell, it pierced through Fang Jie's de...The long river of time completely vanished, as if it had never existed.

The , too, was swiftly disappearing, as if an invisible force were drawing it away.

Only Xiucheng, the God of Cultivation, was disheartened and dejected, lacking the ruthlessness of a generation of Asuras or the might of an unrivaled deity.

She glared at Zhang Ruochin, gritting her teeth: "How did you know she's from the Fanning Clan"

Zhang Ruchen sighed: "To make the holy monk lose his desire for revenge and enter the Buddhist monastery. To make Yin Xue be born with guilt and also enter Buddha's practice. There must be a reason behind all this, isn't there"

But Zhang Ruochin understood human nature too well. Based on his understanding of the unusual behavior of Xumi Saint Monk and Kongyin Xue, he was more inclined to believe there was another hidden truth behind it all.

Before ten thousand years, Kongyin Xue could leave the immovable Mingwang Bodhisattva, bringing Nudo God and Kongfan Ning back to the Underworld. In itself, it meant that his heart was already filled with immense disappointment and pain, like being abandoned.

Who knows the suffering they endured in their dying moments Were they ridiculed

But, the rosary bead only has one, so for now it can only save one side.

Anyone in the position of Acala would face incredibly difficult choices.

Almost all the cultivators in Xingwu immediately knelt and kowtowed.

At that time, Zhang Ruochin, deep within the Haishixingwu, sensed the aura of the Three Calamity Emperor.

That's pretty faint!

However, it was discernible that the Three Calamities Emperor was fleeing in haste.

Suddenly!

Haotian took a single step, crossing the starry sea and catching up to the fleeing Three Calamities Emperor. With a single palm strike, he shattered him into a cloud of blood mist.

As the sleeves rolled up, they took in all the blood mist.

"Zzzzt!"

He slashed at his sleeves.

His sleeves transformed into a swollen sack and were flung towards Zhang Ruochin who stood at the edge of the starfish reef.

Then, the cloth bag formed from Hao Tian's sleeves, wrapped in rules of divine patterns, pierced through layers of space and landed before Zhang Ruchen.

Zhang Ruochin held the bag in his hand, a storm of emotions surging within him. A figure from the heavens, with a single palm strike, had been rendered powerless and captured by a simple cloth bag. This level of power was simply too overwhelming, who else in the world could compare Zhang Ruochen's cultivation realm didn't improve, how could he possibly contend against themJust as Zhang Ruochin was refining his true qi, preparing to break through the sixth transformation of Yu L...