Immortal Spirit Mountain had already collapsed, yet the world-destroying battle between Nascent Soul cultivators still raged on.
Dark clouds filled the sky and blotted out the sun. Blood rain fell in endless cycles, extinguishing every trace of life that might exist.
Profound Sincerity Old Ancestor stood alone in the heavens. Though the blood rain had not ceased for an instant, not a single drop had stained his long robes.
"You may withdraw now, and I will let bygones be bygones."
"Otherwise, this day next year will be your death anniversary."
"Ha ha ha, anyone can make grand boasts!"
"But from the looks of it, there is nothing you can do to me!"
Blood Robe Old Ancestor laughed loudly, utterly disdainful.
But in the next instant, as a sudden voice rang out from the sky, Blood Robe Old Ancestor's smile froze.
"What if you count me as well? Would capturing and killing you still be difficult?"
The clouds in the sky receded like a tide, and a figure in white descended from above. The man's eyes resembled a dark starry sky. In his hand rested a foot-tall white tower, its rotating body dotted with starlight like a Star Sea.
As that airy voice sounded, the little white tower descended. When the inconspicuous specks of starlight collided with the rain filling the heavens, the Silent Extinction raindrops that had been unstoppable in all directions actually began to dissipate on their own beneath that starlight.
The little white tower came crashing down. In the instant of its descent, its body visibly expanded, and by the time it reached above Blood Robe Old Ancestor's head, it had become a towering structure several zhang high. A terrifying aura that seemed capable of suppressing heaven and earth burst forth, instantly engulfing Blood Robe Old Ancestor completely.