Mount Luofu.
In the vast Netherworld, of the Four Directions Ghost Domain, only this last territory of the Three Foundations remained—and even this territory was being steadily eroded.
The atmosphere from the past, when everyone wore smiles and could discuss the mysteries and debate the Dao at any time, had long vanished. Every cultivator was travel-worn. Some had just withdrawn from the front lines; some were about to head there; some were still rallying morale; others had already fallen into complete despair over the future.
The great edifice was about to collapse.
Anyone who saw the Three Foundations as they were now would have such a thought. The glory of the ancient era had been reduced to a final spark.
Even that spark was about to go out.
Not only did the undead of the Grotto-Heaven Method believe they were about to extinguish the Three Foundations' last spark, but even the Three Foundations themselves felt that they were nearing their end.
The only reason they had not yet collapsed, the only reason they still fought like cornered beasts, was that whenever they looked up, they could still see that figure burning across more than half the sky—never extinguishing, never ceasing to boil. It was that figure that held up the tottering edifice.
"It's the [Supreme Dharma Body]!"
"Great True Lord Chiyuan has returned! No matter what, this is good news at last. Those devils of the Grotto-Heaven Method have finally been defeated by the Great True Lord."
"I knew it."
For a time, the crowd roared with excitement. True Lord Zhifa Chiyuan had been renowned even in the ancient era, and among the Netherworld's undead, he was the most senior.
After being besieged by the Grotto-Heaven Method for so many years, he was the only cultivator left who had truly