'Perhaps Yi Beidou is right. Our path really is wrong. Otherwise, how could our thousands of years of hard Cultivation fall short of this man's thirty?'
In truth, she had long begun to doubt her own path. Now that there was no retreat, she might as well stake everything on one last fight. There would be no regrets, even in death.
"I refuse."
Just then, the King of the Wheel of Reincarnation, who had been standing to the side, suddenly spoke.
The Lady of the Three Yins's pupils trembled. She whipped her head around, staring at the formidable man in disbelief.
"A king should meet a king's end. I will not bow to anyone. I will fight with my honor until the very last moment. Since I belong to the old era, then let me be buried in it!"
