"Very well!" Yuanhua did not oppose, he held admiration for the Heavenly Sword Saint Emperor as well.
Had the Heavenly Sword Saint Emperor been at his peak, perhaps the outcome would not have been the same.
There is a significant difference between ascending during decline and during the peak.
Evidently, the Heavenly Sword Saint Emperor himself was aware of this.
"Though I claimed to hold nothing back, I was ultimately fearful. If I had burned brightest at my peak, perhaps there might still be a sliver of hope..."
As he spoke, he infused a sliver of his consciousness into his now dim lifebound longsword.
Then, the longsword flew out, merging into the starry sky.
"Let it await the fated one, my corpse, as promised, belongs to you!"
Once the lifebound flying sword vanished, the vitality the Heavenly Sword Saint Emperor could have maintained rapidly waned, and in a blink, he truly perished.
