His body grew lighter and lighter, the chains wrapped around him snapping one by one.
Chen Luo's body slowly emerged from the long river. His feet stepped upon the water as he strode firmly toward the bank. The voices circling his ears disappeared, replaced by endless immortal light. His body began to Transform, a thread of gold appearing upon him.
His Immortal Soul transformed—Boundless Golden Immortal.
The fourth realm of True Immortal, "lifespan," had been known as Golden Immortal in ancient times.
All manner of realizations surged into his heart.
The instant his right foot stepped onto the shore, the sound of rushing water behind him abruptly vanished. When he looked back, the river was no longer turbulent. Its surface was calm, as though everything he had experienced before had been a dream.
Countless familiar auras drifted through the river. Along with his departure, they returned to silence. His departure had caused no impact on these people. Every chain connected to him had already broken; in the memories of their lives, Chen Luo's "existence" would be replaced by another symbol.
"That was... me?"
Standing on the shore, Chen Luo looked at the familiar faces slowly sinking beneath the river's surface, and a sudden realization arose in his heart.
A shell.
So-called immortality meant leaving the Lifespan River and no longer being scoured by time.
Traces of the past would remain in the world, forming a new shell. This shell was the symbol of one who had attained the Dao, just as recorded in the Cultivation Record: "Cast off the mortal body, attain the Dao and become an immortal." After an Immortal Realm being attained the Dao, their physical body remained in the world.
In truth, this was not an immortal's shell, but "the past."
All existences left traces.
Immortals were