Time trickled away, second by second. It felt as if several long centuries had passed, yet it also seemed to be but the blink of an eye.
In the pitch-black darkness, Luo Xiu slowly opened his eyes to find himself lying in a sea of blood. Beneath him, the sea was filled with countless shattered corpses.
This might... be the very last wisp of my Residual Soul.
Luo Xiu knew this place was his Spiritual Ocean, an ocean that had long been dyed red by endless blood. He slowly sat up, his gaze sweeping numbly over the fragmented bodies surrounding him. He could feel an ultimate killing karma, an unbearable weight that was on the verge of crushing him. The corpses seemed to be mocking him, reviling him, accusing him, and damning him...
Then let me bear this heavy killing karma and die alone... I'll accompany you for all eternity.
"Kid, do you really want to die that much?" a young girl's tender voice suddenly rang out.
