Heavenly Court, Yaochi Immortal Realm.
Inside the quiet chamber, two fluctuations of magic power withdrew and fell silent almost at the same instant.
Haotian opened his eyes. A gleam of sharp light flashed through his pupils, then sank back into calm.
He looked inward at himself. The magic power that had once been thrown into utter chaos by the mutual rejection of the Three Corpses was now fused into a single whole, his Dao foundation complete and flawless.
A majestic aura flowed steadily through every limb and bone, without the slightest trace of blockage.
It was done.
He turned his head. Beside him, Yaochi also opened her eyes at the same time, Dao Rhythm circulating around her, her aura more than one level stronger than before.
A ripple of Divine Thought silently sounded within Yaochi's Primordial Spirit.
"That resonance of the Three Corpses, the method of shattering all three in an instant, truly was nine deaths and one life."
Yaochi's thought followed as well, carrying a lingering trace of fear.
"Yes. Shattering all three in an instant, three streams of origin striking the Dao body at the same time."
"In that moment, I almost thought I was going to be completely transformed into the Dao and disperse between heaven and earth."
As they recalled the scene during their seclusion, the two of them still felt a wave of lingering fear.
The origins of the Three Corpses had detonated in the very same instant. That destructive force had almost torn their Primordial Spirits and Dao bodies completely to pieces.
They had been like people walking on a steel wire; on one side was the ten-thousand-foot abyss of body and spirit both destroyed, and on the other was the supreme open road of rebirth upon the Dao path.
Every step had to