He became a sword robe, but lost too much.

And he himself was trapped in the quagmire, unable to extricate himself... "How can I be swallowed by darkness again if I start my life again?"

Su Xuan said to himself.

This day.

Under the astonishing gaze of the man in blood-clothed clothes, Su Xuan's body was full of peace and fire, invading the darkness.

Darkness is eroding Su Xuan.

But Su Xuan also began to erode the darkness.

It is like a spark of fire that spreads across the ancient plains.

Su Xuan's broken body was shining brightly.

The ancient sword path opened up in his body, and the sword merged with peace, and the narrow road that was originally wide and narrow turned into a road to the sky.

In the cultivation of the sword body, the path of the sword comes first! At this moment, Su Xuan laid the solid foundation for his sword body practice.

This sword path is three times wider than that of Jian Beichen! The sword's intention is majestic, with mountains and rivers, people, stars, and peace... A single sword can change the vicissitudes of the world.

Su Xuan's sword intention was already magnificent.

The man in blood-clothed clothes looked at it and couldn't help but shout: "Okay!"

Peaceful and mighty.

He never thought that peace meant gentleness and tolerance.

Peace...can also be aggressive like fire.

At this moment, Su Xuan showed it vividly.

A seal gradually formed between Su Xuan's eyebrows.

That's the ancient Taiping seal.

"Continuing the unique learning for the Holy Spirit."

The man in blood clothes said to himself and grinned again.

“The word Taiping expresses the prosperity of the world.

Although you have evil bones in your body, you still know the best about peace in the world."

The man in blood-clothed clothes grabbed Su Xuan and walked out.

"When you come to our Taiping Ancient Alliance, I will personally pass on the Taiping Holy Scroll to you."

He promised Su Xuan softly.

...One Hundred Floors of Taiping Saint Master Tower.

The black and white Taoist looked down from time to time with complicated and worried expressions.

Time...another half year has passed.

It has been a full year and two months since Su Xuan entered the 'Darkness Line'.

This has already set a historical record! Throughout the history of the Taiping Ancient League, no disciple has been able to stay in the 'Darkness Line' for so long.

Taoist Black and White was both shocked and fucked up.

What a annoying little bastard.

Taoist Black and White sighed, he had no choice but to wait.

But this day.

Unexpected.

There were ripples below.

The Holy Master Pagoda, shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, is now much clearer.

The black and white Taoist's eyes widened.

"Alliance...leader?"

he stammered.

The man in blood-clothed clothes below stepped forward.
Chapter completed!