Capítulo 1145: Dripping Blood Cliff, Soul-Severing Valley, Immortal Burial City (3)

Right then, the sword chasing after him crashed into the Grotto-heaven space without hesitation.

Had he really rushed into the Grotto-heaven?

Another Heaven Immortal expert looked at Han Muye, who was where his Ruyi had smashed down.

Was this Sword Immortal arrogant or ignorant?

No matter how strong his Sword Dao was, he couldn't enter someone else's Grotto-heaven to hunt them down, right?

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across his face as his finger moved lightly.

This person's sword had entered the Grotto-heaven. Wouldn't it be easy for him to kill that sword immortal without a sword in hand?

Since that was the case…

His fingers trembled and he suddenly looked up in fear.

In the sky, a dark crack had appeared at some point.

The floating illusory Grotto-heaven was torn open by the crack. A long sword rushed out and slashed at him.

This was his last remaining memory.