Rumble—!
As Jieyin and Zhunti's tragic and resolute words fell, the entire Primordial Heaven and Earth suddenly trembled!
Two Saint Fruits flew from the centers of Jieyin and Zhunti's brows. Though dazzlingly brilliant, they also carried a sense of heroes fading into old age.
The phantom of the Great Dao River that stretched across the Chaos Void suddenly boiled, descending with immeasurable radiance to envelop the two of them, as if bearing witness, yet also as if scrutinizing them.
The Heavenly Dao River pierced through the void and connected to the summit of Mount Meru, throwing the aura of the entire western territory into disorder.
"They... actually intend to sever their own Dao Fruits?" Hong Yun's pupils narrowed slightly. He exchanged a glance with Zhen Yuanzi, and both saw the shock and complicated emotions in each other's eyes.
A Saint Fruit was an existence that coexisted and shared life with the Primordial World Heavenly Dao.
Forcibly severing it would not only invite the backlash of the Heavenly Dao, but could even result in the destruction of both body and soul, with the True Spirit dissipating!
Moreover, back then, Jieyin and Zhunti had done everything possible for the position of Saint.
First, they had wept bitterly before all their fellow cultivators without the slightest concern for their dignity, deceiving him out of his position as a Saint.
When the Primordial Violet Qi was distributed, the two had once again wept and pleaded piteously before the Dao Ancestor.
For the Karma of the position of Saint, they had even repaid kindness with enmity, seeking to put him to death.
No one had expected that today, they could relinquish their positions as Saints so decisively.
Regardless of what they were thinking, Jieyin and Zhunti's gazes were now incomparably firm. They had already begun