Two companions had turned to ashes.
Another companion had become a traitor and would have to endure burning flames for an entire Epoch before dying.
This outcome left the remaining White Robe Beings silent.
When the rabbit died, the fox grieved—nothing could have described it better.
At this moment, many White Robe Beings wished they could turn back time.
Turn it back to before Chu Qing had arrived, so they could leave this place.
Crash!
The entire White Palace collapsed, utterly turning to ashes.
Ashes spread through the air, eroding everything around them.
Only then did Chu Qing see what lay outside:
Outside, darkness covered everything.
The darkness churned, and countless beings wailed and gnashed their teeth.
Before their deaths, they had been beings and powerhouses from different worlds.
After death, their hearts had been filled with towering hatred, turning them into curses that crossed space to descend here, cursing this White Palace and the beings within it.
Now, the White Palace they had cursed was gone, but their curses remained.
They wandered about, cursing every living being within the Nirvana Dao.
If these curses had fallen upon an ordinary continent, they would have long since cursed it into utter deathly silence.
Yet the Nirvana Dao had been dead and silent from the start.
And now, the powerhouses within it were even more terrifying.
Some of those powerhouses were comparable to the martial ancestors of Chu Qing's world.
Such powerhouses simply did not care about these curses.
Moreover:
The Nirvana Dao itself was helping them bear part of the curses.
Looking at the cursed beings, Chu Qing suddenly felt a chill crawl down his spine.
If I cannot stop the Nirvana Dao, the world I came from will likely fall into darkness as well!
*When that time comes, all living