At the end of the ancient road, between heaven and earth.
A figure stood gracefully, her back to the crowd and her face turned toward the black path. With a single raised palm, she sent the black hand reeling.
Everyone's gaze fell upon her.
"The endpoint of the Myriad Daos... It really is her!"
"No, it's only one of her lingering thoughts... not the True Person."
"Her true body passed away long ago... This is the lingering thought she left behind in this world!"
Taiyi and the other ghosts finally understood.
But at the same time, they were even more shocked.
It was only a lingering thought, yet it still had such power—enough to knock back the black hand with a single raised palm?
The black path did not fade. From its far end, a cold voice rang out:
"I didn't expect a lingering thought to remain... You died and still won't stay dead. What's the point?"
"If your true body came, I would have to treat you with due respect. But a mere thought, with nothing in this world to anchor it, is like smoke and clouds. It can vanish with a snap of my fingers!"
A terrifying black burial shroud suddenly shot out from the black path.
The black shroud blotted out the sky and the sun, radiating an aura of nothingness and deathly stillness. At that moment, countless ghosts and other beings felt a doomsday-like pressure bearing down on them.
The Reincarnation Rings on the ghosts' bodies all lit up, shielding them!
"That burial shroud... It can destroy anything that doesn't belong to the present world..."
Taiyi cried out:
"The endpoint of the Myriad Daos is in this age. She has no anchor here, only a lingering thought. We're protected by the Reincarnation Rings, but she... No