Li Zhaotian smiled. 0

"Having you in the Abyss is the greatest fortune of the human race," he said, raising his hand and sending a sword strike toward the flaming fragmented land.0

His Tempest Fiend Sword radiated a dazzling brilliance. A colossal whirlpool of sword light took the form of a well and descended on the Forbidden Land of the Fire God.0

The divine sword hummed, its reverberations echoing across the Fifth World.0

Li Zhaotian's insights into his Dao of Sword resounded within this hum, manifesting as wind, flowers, snow, moonlight, the changing seasons, and the cycles of life and death.0

Sword intent permeated the fragmented land, warping the Fire God's set laws. It sliced, tore, and unraveled them, causing the flames on the fragmented land to extinguish.0

All the suffering of the mortal world and the struggles of living were woven into the storm of sword light.0

This sword intent is a prison that encompasses all beings under the heavens.0

I, too, am in that prison, never yearning for the splendor in the starry skies, willing to remain in the Abyss to shield the human race.0

Li Zhaotian's Dao roared to life within the storm of sword...0