C119 It's Time to End It!

"The sacred artifact is now in my grasp. Patriarch Tuoba, Patriarch Xie, can you not see that your fate is sealed?" Jiang Dao, his palm slick with blood, his body ablaze, let out a boisterous laugh.

For nearly a millennium, the Regimen Spell within him had flowed ceaselessly, like an endless ocean coursing through his body's meridians, tirelessly healing his wounds