When a world-shaking battle that had drawn the eyes of the entire realm finally drew to a close from its most intense and perilous depths, it inevitably left people with an indescribable sense of lingering melancholy and desolation.
For anyone could see that the general outcome had already been decided.
They also realized that relying solely on people like Chu Shan Ke, there was no turning the tide.
As those legendary figures who had illuminated both past and present bowed out one by one in death, turning into dust in the long river of history, what they left behind for the living and for future generations was nothing more than an arresting and unforgettable swan song.
Pitiful, and sigh-worthy.
As powerful as Heavenly Emperors were, when they vanished from the world, the more dazzling and brilliant they had been in life, the more lamentable their deaths.
Chu Shan Ke had died as well.
Under the combined pincer attack of Su Yi, Heavenly Emperor Ku Xuan, and Wuxie, this peerless Heavenly Emperor who had once stood second only to Heavenly Venerable Yi in the Primordial Heavenly Court ultimately failed to escape death, perishing right on the spot.
Before his death, he fought with all his might, struggling desperately until his dying breath without ever losing heart or giving up.
One could say it was a true death in battle!
A tiger dies but its posture never falls; Chu Shan Ke's death lived up to a lifetime of illustrious reputation on earth.
He died with utter resolve and tragic heroism.
The Reclusive Powerhouses watching from the shadows could not help but be moved, their emotions complex.
To determine life and death on the Grand Dao, those most deserving of respect were naturally those with an unyielding backbone who marched to their deaths