Under the attacks of Immortal General Hua Jiu, Xuan Xin and Sky City fell. Even the compassion of the Heavenly Dao of the mortal world was scattered by Hua Jiu's single strike. At that moment, the entire mortal world felt an inexplicable sorrow—the final grief of the Heavenly Dao.
"Sever the mortal world's destiny. From this day onward, Nascent Soul for ten thousand years."
Hua Jiu looked down upon the living beings of the mortal world. His divine sense swept through every corner of the world, and only after he could no longer sense even a trace of a Spirit Transformation cultivator did he turn away with elegant ease, tear open the void, and vanish through the immortal gate that had descended from the heavens.
"It's over. The mortal world has no hope for ten thousand years!"
"There has never been a darker hour in the mortal world than this!"
"Even a Living True Immortal has fallen. Does Heaven truly intend to destroy our mortal world?"
Only after Hua Jiu's figure disappeared did anguished wails finally ring out across the mortal world. People lamented the injustice of the age and cursed the Heavenly Dao for its blindness.
Shen Yi said nothing. A layer of frost had long since congealed over his face. To his surprise, he discovered that his cultivation had broken through to the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm. It seemed that the Heavenly Dao's blood rain was indeed beneficial to cultivation advancement, but it was the refined energy scattered after the death of a True Immortal expert.
What shocked him even more was that he could not sense any opportunity to break through into the Spirit Transformation Realm. It was as though some silent connection had been severed by Hua Jiu's strike.
"Sever the mortal world's