"Then let it be. Since this Sword Cultivator senior has already passed away, I will refine his sword domain to ascend to the Third Revolution. As for you lot, you will likely be reduced to ashes."
Fang Chen wore a faint smile, gazing into the void. In that space, two distinct colors were clashing; one of them was constantly encroaching upon the surroundings, representing the human world.
"We... reduced to ashes?" The village chief of the demon village trembled violently. Thousands of demons stared at him, their faces pale. While they had no freedom within this sword domain, they had at least been able to delude themselves into thinking they could survive. As long as they lived, there was hope for freedom. If their souls were scattered, there would be truly nothing left.
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