Parting was the hardest thing in the world.
But that was reality.
Li Yun knew full well that, for all the Myriad Gods Realm's wonders, its living beings were not pets he kept in a pen. They deserved lives of their own.
Chen Jiuxu had transcended the Myriad Gods Realm. It was only right that he should be free to set out in search of his own Great Dao.
And this was by no means the end. On the contrary, it was only the beginning.
In the future, more people would transcend the Myriad Gods Realm and set off on their own paths in pursuit of the supreme.
He would get used to it.
After Chen Jiuxu left, Li Yun gathered his thoughts, cast aside his many emotions, and immersed himself in the Myriad Gods Realm once more.
By then, with Chen Jiuxu's transcendence, the Myriad Gods Realm had fallen completely into stillness and extinction.
Profound mysteries of destruction unfolded before his eyes.
Li Yun settled his mind and contemplated them.
Before he knew it, ten years had passed...
Suddenly, his mind jolted.
Ten years in the Zhoutian Sword Domain meant a billion years had passed in the Myriad Gods Realm.
The Myriad Gods Realm had lain in extinction for a billion years, but now a spark of life suddenly stirred within it.
As that spark arose, faint threads of Primordial Unity Qi began to emerge. Some became the energy that would open a new epoch in the Myriad Gods Realm, while the rest seeped into Li Yun.
Nourished by the slow infusion of Primordial Unity Qi, Li Yun and his three thousand Heavenly Gold Divine Thrones surged with renewed vitality, and his strength began to rise again.
It was then that Li Yun received a voice transmission from Chen