Control over reincarnation was something that Su Yi’s third incarnation had longed for even in his dreams but never acquired.1

Yet Su Yi was using his Dao of the Sword as a furnace, fusing the power of reincarnation. This breadth of spirit was completely outside his third incarnation’s expectations, and he couldn’t help but sigh over it.0

At his level, Master Gods of the present day were beneath his notice, and even Primordial Ancestral Gods like the Lingyu Dao Monarch were merely fit to serve as his attendants. Even the terrifying existences consigned to the darkness of the Abyssal Ruin honored him as their leader.0

Compared to them… what did Master Gods amount to?1

But Su Yi’s unique Dao of the Sword impressed him, and he found it hard to stay calm. Seeing it made him realize that even disregarding the power of reincarnation, Su Yi’s spirit and foundations were too great to ignore or underestimate.0

A moment later, his third incarnation shook his head and gave the matter no further thought. 0

Two tigers couldn’t share a single mountain. In the end, only one could remain. He wouldn’t show mercy!0

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