“Although the Sword Sovereign taught me sword intent, he was unwilling to draw his sword on me,” Li Daoheng said harshly. “I wished to… experience one blow from him. I would die without regret if that was the last thing I ever did! Since he wasn’t willing, I waited for him to take me to account for my crimes!”1

“The Sword Sovereign would not be the Sword Sovereign if he pointed his sword at his own!” Li Hao frowned slightly. “You are truly a very stubborn and extreme person.”0

“Perhaps!” Li Daoheng’s laughter rang through the void. “Don’t tell Li Daozong that I died again. Dead is dead, telling him it happened again is meaningless!”0

“Alright!” Li Hao nodded. The body in front of him had completely crumbled away, leaving behind only a stroke of sword intent much like a thunderbolt.0

Whether it was Celestial Pole or Lin Hongyu, both were surprised at how events had turned out. Lin Hongyu took to the air and studied the streak of sword intent, then looked at Li Hao with wariness. “Is he… faking his death again?”0

Not even the chaos tribulation had eradicated Li Daoheng! And the key was, he’d known that Li Hao could come back to life and had been waiting here for him. The two then exchanged some simple moves that weren’t particularly...0