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Refining Ying Shuntian's primordial spirit was not a simple matter. Li Dao had completely focused on refining it and had already forgotten about the rotation of the sun and moon.

Through nibbling away at it, the tiny figure within the golden core became increasingly clear, and the speed at which it was being refined also increased as time passed.

This was originally a tug-of-war. Ying Shuntian's primordial spirit became weaker and weaker, while Li Dao's refining process became easier and easier.

Ying Shuntian's primordial spirit began to thin out, and it was no longer a matter of pain. He began to feel fear, fear of death.

As long as it was a life, there was no one who wasn't afraid in the face of death. Just like those people who only wished to die and only wanted to jump off a building, the moment they stood on the rooftop and wanted to jump off, they would feel fear and trepidation.

"Junior, quickly stop." As long as you let me go, I have a better way to help you advance into the Immortal Soul Stage. "

"Junior, quickly stop!"

"I'm begging you, you can't kill me. I'm the great general of the Dark Moon Empire, Ying Shuntian. If you refine me just like this, the Demon Lord won't let you off …"

Ying Shuntian continued to wail. He didn't want to die at all. Demoness' lifespan was longer than that of humans to begin with. He had lived for a very long time. The longer he lived, the more he knew the value of life. If he was refined and devoured by Li Dao, then he would completely disappear from this world without leaving a single trace.

If the primordial spirit was devoured and refined by someone, then the true spirit would also be devoured and refined, without even a chance to reincarnate. Although in this world, there was no underworld or reincarnation.

However, Li Blade wholeheartedly wanted to refine Ying Shuntian, so how could he care what Shuntian said? Even if he said all sorts of nonsense, it would be of no use.

He was not afraid of threatening Li Dao, and as for enticing him into doing so, Li Dao scoffed at him.

In the eyes of Ying Shuntian and the rest, the Devil Lord of the Yin Moon Empire seemed very strong, but in the eyes of the countless worlds, the Devil Lord of the Yin Moon Empire was nothing.

After who knows how long had passed, Ying Shuntian's voice grew weaker and weaker until it finally disappeared.

Li Dao opened his eyes. It seemed that refining Ying Shuntian's primordial spirit was still not enough, so he had no choice but to make a move against the Saint Chess Sword Ancestor.

The little person inside the Jindan was sitting cross-legged. His eyes had yet to open, and he looked exactly like Li Dao. He was just a mini version of him.

Numerous cracks had already appeared on the surface of the golden pellet. Unfortunately, it was still a little bit too late for the Nascent Soul to break out. Otherwise, the Sword Saint wouldn't have to repeat Ying Shuntian's fate.

It was worth mentioning that when Ying Shuntian was completely devoured, countless karmic luck began to converge on the longsword like a dark yellow river.

Ying Shuntian was a great general of the Dark Moon Empire. He had the task of unsealing the Dark Moon Empire and bringing them back to the human world. He represented the entire Dark Moon Empire. Naturally, his luck was terrifyingly strong.

Li Dao looked towards the Saint Sword Ancestor. Honestly speaking, if possible, he did not wish to harm this old man who represented the righteousness of the mortal world.

"As you can see, I'm only one step away from the Primordial Spirit. If you have any last words, you can say them. I will complete them for you." Li Dao showed some respect towards the chess Saint Sword Ancestor, even though he was about to devour him. But this did not prevent Li Dao from respecting him.

The Saint Chess Sword Ancestor's gaze was unhurried as he looked at Li Dao and sighed. He then said, "Since Ying Shuntian is gone, my wish has been fulfilled." Besides, I've lived enough for so many years. It would not be a waste to be able to use the last remnants of his strength to help you go further on the path of martial arts. I just hope that you will benefit the people and not cause them any more suffering. "

After he finished speaking, the Saint Sword Ancestor did not say a word and did not struggle at all. Isn't he afraid of death? It definitely wasn't, but he knew that there was no point in struggling. Or rather, after the death of Ying Shuntian, his wish had been fulfilled and he was willing to fulfill Li Dao's wish.