The World Returns to One, Heavenly Jing!

"Impossible… No… How could this be…"

The black-robed man laid on the gravel and muttered to himself in pain. His mask was broken and his face was filled with despair and disbelief.

He knew that he would lose in the face of the Dao Ancestor, but he did not expect to lose so thoroughly. He did not even touch the Dao Ancestor.

Jiang Changsheng looked down at him. The reason why he let him live was because he had something to ask.

Seeing the black-robed man's instant defeat, Daoist Master Qingxu and the black shadow panicked. Xu Mang secretly rejoiced and was filled with gratitude towards the Dao Ancestor.

This was the second time that the Dao Ancestor had let him go. Last time, it was his master who spoke without thinking. This time, he was implicated by these people.

Jiang Changsheng looked at the black shadow and said, "Don't worry. Once you go to Hell, you might be able to see your compatriots in the future."