Sword Immortal Qingshi slipped a bronze lantern from his sleeves, his expression glum. “Fellow Daoist Su, this contains what remains of Universal Emptiness’s soul.”1

Su Yi accepted the bronze lantern. It was cracked, and had wisps of Buddhist fire hovering around the wick.1

What remained of the Universal Emptiness Sword Buddha’s soul was bathed in that Buddhist flame. It seemed he’d sunk into deep slumber. His soul body sat cross-legged, entirely unmoving.1

Su Yi gazed intently at him, then frowned.0

There was no need to even think to know that if the Universal Emptiness Sword Buddha’s body had been destroyed, his soul wasn’t in good shape either.0

That meant he could forget about making a full recovery anytime soon. It was even possible that… he’d never be able to break into immortality!0

To someone like the Universal Emptiness Sword Buddha, that was an unquestionably cruel fate!1

Sword Immortal Qingshi’s wounds were severe too, and his vital energy was in chaos. That proved that his foundations had been badly damaged.0

If he couldn’t mend his foundations in the Grand Dao, his wounds would severely impact his future!0

Dense, irrepressible killing...1