The Sword of the Nine Hells shuttled through space. Every time it flashed, it crossed an unknowably vast distance.0

Along the way, Su Yi keenly sensed the burning power of Yi Daoxuan’s Dao Imprint rapidly flowing away.0

I wonder how Luo Qingdi and Luo Xuanji are doing… thought Su Yi.0

The two of them had risked their lives to help him, and they’d been willing to fight to the death. Still, if they actually died saving him, it would deal Su Yi a heavy emotional blow.0

I just hope they made it out alive. Or else… 0

Images of the Dipankara Buddha, Old Man Providence, Wenren Qin, and the others floated into his sea of consciousness.0

The depths of his gaze silently blazed with imposing murderous intent. You won’t be able to withstand my fury!0

Su Yi then took out his last Nine Profundities Heaven-Stealing Pill and gulped it down.0

His two direct clashes with the old hunchback had injured him badly, and his body was on the verge of falling apart.0

He had to recover. Who knew whether there’d be danger waiting for him on the road ahead? Thus, Su Yi set aside all other concerns and took his last Nine Profundities...0