In a daze, people seemed to hear the Root of Good Fortune beneath the Yin Six Realm weeping, a faint and ethereal sobbing sound.
Only beings above the True Saint realm could sense it. For a time, many hearts resonated and trembled, filled with sorrow because they felt that emotion.
The Supernatural Source had failed to revive. The Yin Six Realm would fall into eternal silence, and the final spark of mythology was predetermined to go completely out!
"This realm ultimately failed to undergo nirvana." Even God murmured softly.
Throughout history, she had witnessed such things more than once. Back then, the Yang Nine Realm had also sought revival, but in the end, it still turned into nine heaps of ash.
True Kings from every path stood there in a daze. Their homeland, the present world where they dwelled—this time, all Sources were about to reach their end. It was truly over.
"From this day onward, there will be no more mythology!" An old master cried out loudly in a grief-stricken voice, staggering through heaven and earth.
The so-called new era had lasted twenty-five thousand years, yet it was still reaching its end—and this was the final era!
A Stone Cauldron appeared in Wang Xuan's hand. It was no longer what it had once been. It had been refined with all manner of rare materials and engraved with countless mysterious patterns. It had transformed many years ago, becoming a Heavy Artifact in the Disaster Lord domain.
Moreover, Wang Xuan had let in extremely dense yet incomparably gentle Supernatural Factors into the cauldron. He had personally refined them all, forcibly converting some violent Mysterious Matter from behind his life soil and filling the cauldron with it.
The inner space of the Stone Cauldron was boundlessly vast, comparable to a Supernatural Source.