The Rules of the Dao Abyss

"Do you still want a trace of my soul imprint?" Di Jiu took a step forward and stared at Itinerant Yi Ji sarcastically.

There was a layer of gray color in Itinerant Yi Ji's eyes. He cupped his fists before Di Jiu. "This is my fault." After he said that, he turned to leave and instantly disappeared from the square.

Itinerant Yi Ji actually wasn't a match for Di Jiu's saber move? All the cultivators on the square, who had lived for countless years, were somewhat stunned. Once again, they seemed to have seen the expert of the old war on the Mountain Gaze. Many experts who had regarded Di Jiu as a dead person felt a hint of respect for him.

They knew very well that even if an expert like Di Jiu perished in the future, it would have nothing to do with them. As long as such an expert reached the third step, he would be another almighty of the universe.