Xu the Old Immortal

The Taiyi Sect disciples only came to their senses after hearing Wu Ke. He shouted, "This snow of Dao Ash isn't the Dao Ash of this immortal palace. It's our own Great Dao turning to ashes! Everyone, move!"

They hurried out of the immortal palace, only to find themselves surrounded by a vast expanse of drifting ash-snow that obscured their vision. Heaven and earth had turned dim and gray.

The sound of Dao Cry grew louder as well, carrying an uncanny atmosphere that lingered around their ears and refused to disperse.

It was the Great Dao of heaven and earth they had cultivated themselves, wailing and weeping!

The Taiyi Sect disciples had heard of Dao Cry and Dao Ash before. Whenever they heard such stories, they found them novel and amusing. But when it happened to them, they realized how frightening—how terrifying—it truly was!

Their own Great Daos were disintegrating faster and faster. Even their skin began turning to ash. Patches of flesh peeled from their bodies, floated into the air, and became ash!

Their Primordial Spirits, realms, divine senses, and even Magic Power were all transforming into Dao Ash!

And faced with this change, much less them—even Xu Ying himself could not resist it!

Xu Ying charged onto the Cui Yan Tower Ship and shouted, "Get on board! We're heading back to the Sea of Chaos!"

Everyone filed aboard, and Xu Ying immediately urged the tower ship out of Leize.

The Cui Yan Tower Ship had been astonishingly fast at first, but it grew slower and slower. Xu Ying hurriedly looked at the Principle Script imprinted on the ship and felt his heart turn cold.

The reason the Cui Yan Tower Ship could fly was that the skilled craftsmen of the Other Shore had engraved countless Principle Scripts across