P.S.: Revision complete.
A towering mountain rose before him, magnificent and imposing, lofty and perilous, radiating an indescribable pressure.
The mountain suppressed everything.
Boom, boom, boom!
The Tribulation Transcendence Layer 8 Expert fought back, but the more he resisted, the more powerless he became; the more he resisted, the weaker he appeared. In the end, he simply gave up resisting.
Lu Xuanji watched this scene, stepped forward, and cupped his hands. "Thank you for saving my life, Senior!"
"It's nothing. Just a small matter!"
The Pure Yang Dao Lord spoke, but as soon as he said this, his body began to turn illusory. His aura grew faint, as if he might dissipate at any moment.
"Senior, you..."
Lu Xuanji asked, his heart, which had just relaxed, becoming faintly uneasy once more.
"My true body has already perished!" the Pure Yang Dao Lord said. "In the Immortal Realm, I encountered a formidable enemy and fell into a secret realm. In the end, I perished. Only a few remnants of my soul remained, preserved within some formations. This time, an accident with the formation allowed you to summon me here!"
"This wisp of divine sense can only last for a period of time before completely dissipating..."
As he spoke, the already illusory figure became even more indistinct, as if it would completely collapse in the next moment.
"Senior, you saved my life. If there is anything within my power, I will certainly accomplish it!"
The Pure Yang Dao Lord said, "My true body has already perished. If your cultivation becomes sufficiently powerful in the future, you must revive me!"
Lu Xuanji listened and could not help sighing. "Senior, you think too highly of me. I'm merely a Dao Integration cultivator. Whether I can become an Immortal in the future is still uncertain.