Somewhere in the forest.
Swordsman Beitian collapsed weakly to the ground.
He had done his best. He had given it his all.
Unfortunately, he still hadn't managed to shake that person. His opponent was simply too strong.
It was a power he could not surmount.
And he was still at Tier Six.
"JIE JIE JIE... Impressive. Truly impressive. To be able to execute such a North Celestial Sword with a Tier Six Cultivation is no simple feat."
The mysterious man in black robes walked up to Swordsman Beitian and said, "As a reward for showing me such a North Celestial Sword, I'll grant you death.
Hahahaha, hahahaha."
Then, countless black thorns shot out from the mysterious man's body and pierced directly into Swordsman Beitian.
PFFT...
Blood flowed endlessly as Swordsman Beitian coughed up mouthful after mouthful. He was powerless to stop it; his consciousness was on the verge of fading.
His body could do nothing but twitch by instinct.
