In the west, amid barren and desolate mountain ranges, spiritual energy was thin. Scars left behind by the Dao-Devil War could still be seen upon the land.
Jieyin and Zhunti naturally sensed the earth-shaking commotion coming from Mount Buzhou in the east—the declaration of Tongtian's school, the vast and majestic Heavenly Dao Merit, and the aura of a Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal fruition that was budding forth, enough to set one's heart racing!
That aura was like the sweetest poison, stimulating their sensitive, sorrowful nerves.
"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!" Zhunti's ever-present expression of misery was now mixed with extreme urgency, envy, and even a trace of unwillingness. "Tongtian... Tongtian succeeded! He established a school and attained the Hunyuan! Such immense merit... If... if only our west..."
He was so excited that his words became incoherent. He redoubled his efforts to activate the Enlightenment in Dreams technique, trying to grasp that wondrous opportunity of making great vows and "borrowing" merit from the Heavenly Dao. Stimulated by that immense merit and Hunyuan aura, he seemed to glimpse a faint ray of dawn amid endless darkness, touching upon a subtle thread through which great vows could communicate with the Heavenly Dao and borrow boundless merit!
"I feel it! Senior Brother, I think I touched it..." Zhunti said, his voice trembling.
However, before he could finish, that faint perception, like the last flicker of a candle in the wind, was ruthlessly snuffed out with a soft puff by an invisible yet irresistible force before it could fully brighten. It scattered without a trace, impossible to find again! Even the already tenuous channel connecting them to the Heavenly Dao, weakened by the west's barrenness, seemed to have been covered by a thick layer of filthy frosted glass. It became exceedingly blurred, its signal cutting