The ancient pathways by the city tower became clearer, and the riverbank stream likewise brightened.
Countless life forms, under this heavenly light, subconsciously surrendered, and knelt down.
There was no sound of the city breaking.
Because this was a pure battle between an Immortal and a corpse demon.
Just as Si Li's dazzling spear techniques fell upon Immortal City without harming a single corner or high-rise building.
Within this radiance of heavenly light, sword movements descended upon the city, yet bore no intent of slaughter and destruction.
Because the tribulation of death brought by this sword fell entirely upon Si Li alone.
That Divine Sword, worshipped by myriad laws in a faraway divine temple, was borrowed into the Mortal World.
Si Li lowered her arms, and that fleeting helplessness transformed into endless indifference; she lowered her head and expressionlessly stared at the golden Ancient Sword piercing through her chest.
