Dao Venerable's gaze was drawn to the Nirvana Hong Yuan taking shape. Xu Ying's words just now seemed to have had no effect whatsoever on his Dao heart.
Yet Xu Ying knew that Dao Venerable could never achieve a Dao heart utterly clear and unobstructed.
"Deep in Dao Venerable's heart, there must be a demonic seed quietly sprouting, taking root, and gradually growing."
This demonic seed will haunt him. If he kills me, it will grow even more vigorously.
His gaze was soon drawn to the forming Nirvana Hong Yuan as well, observing the interplay between cause and effect, reincarnation, tribulation, slaughter, and Nirvana.
Every moment, he gained a new insight into the Nirvana Great Dao.
This was the Other Shore he and the Ancestral God had opened up, now sinking into Nirvana. The karma within it filled him with endless sighs, and gave him a transcendent enlightenment.
At this moment, as the creator of the Other Shore and its Primordial Chaos Dao Master, he seemed to see the Other Shore's entire past, present, and countless possible futures.
He seemed to see the myriad forms of living beings throughout the ages, the boundless starry sky, the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers, and all kinds of Dao phenomena.
The joys and sorrows, loves and hates, and tangled relationships of countless people all lost their meaning before the Nirvana Tribulation.
The Heaven and Earth Great Dao continuously shattered amid the universe's final slaughter, magnificent yet tragic.
Faint cries of the Dao reached his ears—the Great Dao was weeping.
Those cries spread through the minds of every surviving lifeform on the Other Shore, lingering without end.
Many powerful cultivators were infected by the Dao Cry at this moment. One after another, they seemed to lose their minds, opening their mouths and crying out