"White Saint! White Saint..."
Shen Mo murmured under his breath, chanting White Saint's name over and over!
The Azure Saint Primordial Lord's dharma body sneered. "Little one, do not waste your effort. Many years ago, that stone spirit was beaten by us until he was gravely wounded and near death, then fell into the Wraith Realm. His bones have long since vanished without a trace. No matter how you call his name, he cannot possibly answer!"
"Fellow Daoist Guan once told me that White Saint had already vanished without word before her master perished, his life or death unknown... So he had been cast into the Wraith Realm."
Even as Shen Mo felt regret, he once again sensed the terror of the remnants of the old era. Of the two Celestial Immortals he knew of, Senior Guan Zhu had been besieged and slain by the Azure Saint Primordial Lord and the others, her corpse divided into millions of pieces and buried within the Divine Dao World. White Saint, too, had been beaten to the brink of death before ultimately falling into the Wraith Realm.
Over countless years, perhaps many, many True Immortals had likewise died tragically at the hands of the remnants of the old era!
"Lady Azure Saint, why would someone of your vast divine abilities refuse to cultivate properly and insist on standing against this universe and heaven and earth? From the remnants of your origin power, I sensed an aura of great terror and great extinction. Could it be that the Great Dao of the old era—the Great Dao you once pursued—has already perished, leaving you no choice but to improve your cultivation by plundering the Immortal Dao?" Shen Mo looked toward the towering ancient tree before him and voiced his conjecture.
The Primordial Lord's dharma body