[Other Shore].
All the Dao Lords sat in silent watch as [Other Shore] fell, gazing down upon the Light Sea and watching the two torrents of Karma converge, changing the Real World as a result.
Only after a long while did a voice ring out:
"The Netherworld has not been destroyed. Si Sui is about to break free. And now, a great cultivator of unknown origins has emerged and severed our connection to the Light Sea."
Nothing but bad news.
"Cherishing the common people with a crimson heart, reforming the cosmos to usher in a new spring." The Sword Lord's voice was icy and utterly undisguised. "An arrogant, ignorant fool who knows not how high heaven is!"
On the other side, anger was also concealed within Cang Hao's Divine Thought. The reason was simple: the God-Sealing Dao Lineage now shrouding the Light Sea had originally been something they valued highly, intended to complete the [Heavenly Dao]. Yet now, the other side had achieved it first, and the talent they had chosen had actually turned around and bitten them.
Outrageous!
"No wonder Wanbao left so decisively. He must have planned this long ago." The Spell Dao Lord's tone was faint and somber, carrying emotions difficult to put into words.
Strictly speaking, the current situation was favorable to them.
With False History's return, Si Sui's revival, the Dharma Body Path's resurgence, and the Three Foundations gathering once more, both his and Du Xuan's strength would undergo a tremendous leap.
Yet he could not bring himself to feel happy.
There are too many competitors.
The World Honored One, Dao Tianqi, and now another newcomer. Someone always had to rise, and when someone rose, someone else had to fall. New generations always replaced the old.
So who would be replaced?
Would it be him?