The Fall of the Heavenly Dao

Dugu Baitian was the first to reach the Heavenly Dao.

He had come to die with every disciple under him and every member of his family. Thousands of bodies slammed into the Heavenly Dao's destructive might and vanished in an instant, staining the sky with blood.

In a single day, his family was gone. Everyone closest to him had fallen.

Blood seeped from Dugu Baitian's eyes. Agony tore through his heart, but he did not retreat a single step.

Alone, he charged into the Heavenly Dao's body again and again, fighting a bloody battle until he burned away the very source of his soul. He shattered in the void, bringing his age-old struggle to an end.

"Hahaha... Dugu, your elder brother's coming with you!"

The Ghost Lord's laughter was raw with grief. His skeleton crumbled inch by inch as he burned through the last of his power and followed his old friend to his death.

The Demon Lord watched the two friends who had stood beside him for ages fall one after the other. Boundless grief surged in his eyes.

He turned to his trusted followers, including his demon master. His gaze was troubled, yet utterly resolute. "I must break through my limits to end this. Do not blame me for what comes next."

Under Luohu, he had learned a forbidden Divine Ability that extinguished all feeling. To reach the strength needed to grievously wound the Heavenly Dao, he had to kill those closest to him and destroy himself, severing every bond and casting away every desire.

"We have no regrets!" the demon master and the other three shouted together, calm and unafraid.

As their voices faded, the Demon Lord blew apart his own body. At the same time, he crushed the bodies and souls of the four, drawing all