Guang Chengzi did not care what became of the Kongtong Sect, but the Human Race did—especially the few bright individuals who had studied Dao techniques under Guang Chengzi.
After following Guang Chengzi and studying for so many years, they had seen a broader world and wished to lead the Human Race to grow stronger.
Though they could not make contributions to the Human Race as great as the Xuanyuan Human Emperor's, they were capable of leading some of the Human Race to cultivate and become stronger.
The departing Guang Chengzi did not know that, in the future, a sect of far-reaching influence would emerge within the Human Race. Its patriarch, however, would no longer be him, but several Human Race ancestors.
In an unnamed secluded valley in the Eastern Wastelands of the Primordial Land, clouds and mist coiled through the air. The Withered Glory Tree cycled through life and death—when alive, its lush branches and leaves blotted out the sky; when dead, not a blade of grass grew beneath it, and it turned to flying ash. A thin figure sat cross-legged beneath the tree.
A black-and-white glow circulated around him. It was the Dao rhythm of life and death he had refined over countless years from birth, aging, sickness, death, and the flourishing and withering of grass and trees.
"Birth, aging, sickness, death; the rising and sinking of the Six Paths are not the end, but the principle of endless circulation..."
Feng Hui Xi murmured, his voice blending into the wind of the secluded valley. The black-and-white glow suddenly intertwined, forming a Yin Yang fish pattern that slowly revolved.
In an instant, strange phenomena erupted throughout the valley—the dead grass and trees regained life, newly sprouted shoots withered in an instant, fallen birds turned into motes of light and