"Then so be it. Since this sword cultivator senior has passed on, I shall smelt his Sword Domain to ascend to the Third-Turn. As for you all, you shall simply vanish into thin air."
Fang Chen looked toward the void with a faint smile. In the empty space, two distinct, sharply defined colors appeared, one of which was steadily devouring the other—the one representing the Mortal World.
"We... vanish into thin air?" The demon village head trembled violently in fear. Thousands of demons stared at him, their faces pale. While they had lacked freedom within this Sword Domain, they could at least deceive themselves into thinking they were still alive. As long as there was life, there was hope for freedom. But if their souls were to scatter, everything would truly be gone.
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