"It's over, child."
Ding Xiu looked down at the White Robe: "Will you hand it over yourself, or shall I do it myself?"
"Ah—"
In the mud.
Chen Sansi roared.
The demonic qi on his body grew even stronger, a scorching aura burst out from within him.
Self-destruction, Nirvana!
"Boom—"
Black flames erupted, engulfing the entire world.
However.
Ding Xiu stood within the sea of fire, unscathed, not even his robe was intact, as if it was merely a breeze to him.
The White Robe's flesh was incinerated.
The Demon Seed remained intact, suspended in mid-air like a dark star.
Next.
The overwhelming flames started to converge towards the Demon Seed.
"Nirvana rebirth."
Ding Xiu looked contemplative: "After proving the Dao, was it not also Nirvana for me?"
Saying this.
His aged right hand reached out into the void.
