Pfft!
In Qing Province of the Yang Realm, the physical body of Taiwu, the renowned Heavenly Venerable, completely collapsed. As a great wind swept through, the blood mist dispersed, leaving behind only a dim soul light. A famed Heavenly Venerable of a generation was about to meet his end just like that.
"My disciple is going to die!"
Billions of miles away, the white-haired woman who had been stopped by Martial Madman, one of the Yang Realm's supreme experts, was greatly alarmed. A crimson Dao Pattern emerged between her brows, allowing her to sense part of the situation through the tile shard in her hand.
"I have no choice but to act. I must preserve Taiwu's True Spirit and send him onto the path of Samsara, so he can reincarnate with his memories!"
In the end, she could not hold back and chose to defy Martial Madman's wishes. The tile shard in her hand glowed, scattering particles of light that were crystalline like a rain of flowers. They did not appear particularly brilliant, yet they could interfere with the Qing Province dojo billions of miles away.
Boom!
The Void trembled. Taiwu's rice-grain-sized tile shard had originally been reduced to dust, but now it actually reassembled within the Void. Every fragment came together, seeking to reform it.
The ethereal voice transmission of that female Great Ability came from the Void. "Whoever dares harm my disciple, leave behind his soul light and I will let you go!"
"Silence!"
Yan Kuan's voice descended along the tracks of space-time. That wisp of Emperor Fire burning Martial Madman's Divine Statue rapidly spread toward the fragment in the white-haired female Great Ability's hand billions of miles away.
"Just who are you?!"
The white-haired female Great Ability screamed. Even her master, Martial Madman, had been exceedingly cautious