High above in the clouds.

The woman in a plain dress opened her eyes slowly and looked up into the distant sky in silence.

The woman with the merged swords’ tears had already dried on her face, and only an icy cold expression remained on her face. She looked the woman in the eyes, “Are your current actions any different than the Heaven Dao of the past!”

The woman in a plain dress moved her gaze and shook her head while smiling, “Of course there’s a difference.”

The woman with the merged swords’ eyes narrowed slightly, and the desire to kill flickered within them.

The woman in a plain dress spoke softly, “Even though countless years have passed, I naturally haven’t forgotten what happened that day in those mountains.”

She gazed at the woman with the merged swords, “How many years have I been suppressing the Four Dimensional Universe? All because of what he said that day. I’ve lived for countless years just for him, and now, everything I’m doing is still… Forget it, it’s meaningless to tell you all of this. Just attack if you want!”

The woman with the merged...