Golden Fire Pattern

The battle with Old Daoist Xuxuan had far-reaching repercussions.

That day, towering waves surged onto the nearby landmasses, swallowing vast stretches of earth. Several great regions near the Eastern Sea were severely affected.

In the Great Desolation Region, the four remaining Spirit Transformation cultivators of Moonlit Ridge all rushed solemnly toward the airspace above the sea where Old Daoist Xuxuan had died.

The heaven and earth essence in this place was thin to the extreme, all of it having been thoroughly stirred up by Old Daoist Xuxuan's self-detonating Nascent Soul.

No matter what, they had never expected Old Daoist Xuxuan to be driven into such a predicament, forced in the end to self-detonate his Nascent Soul.

The matter was simply inconceivable. No matter how poor that sinister old Daoist's physical condition had been, no matter how utterly depleted his vitality was, he had not been some ordinary nobody.

Of course, what they found hardest to accept was the enormous gash that still remained in the void above.

This had clearly been blasted open by Old Daoist Xuxuan's Nascent Soul. None of them mourned his death; their relationship had never been close enough for that.

Rather, it was because this place was the ascension node they had waited countless years for!

It was plainly visible that the surrounding void had become unstable. After who knew how many years, the spatial barrier here had weakened to its absolute limit!

Yet now, Old Daoist Xuxuan's self-detonating Nascent Soul had blown it open.

Kun Yuan, shrouded in mist from head to toe, said in towering rage, "That damned Old Ghost Xuxuan actually had to commit such evil before he died."

"Because Old Daoist Xuxuan self-detonated his Nascent Soul within the spatial rift, a spatial tempest has been stirred up inside. Trying to ascend by