A very, very long time passed.
The waves of the Nirvana Black Sea beat against the dam.
The corpse lying on the dam suddenly twitched a finger.
Ao Wushuang struggled to open his eyes. He sat up, confusion filling his gaze.
"Is this the world after death..."
He murmured,
"After vanishing completely, why am I still conscious... Where's the little monkey?"
"Is she in this world after death, too?"
But just then, an aged voice spoke up:
"Don't be foolish. You're not dead."
It was the Shamanic Dance's voice.
Ao Wushuang looked up. The Shamanic Dance sat in a chair, gazing beyond the dam as if admiring the scenery, one leg crossed over the other. The Water Emperor knelt obediently before him, massaging his feet, while the Thunder Emperor respectfully kneaded his shoulders.
He looked relaxed and thoroughly content.
"What... I'm not dead?"
Ao Wushuang rose in confusion. When he formed a thought, he suddenly froze.
Because he realized that he truly hadn't died...
And within him, in his Dao Landscape... there was an additional power.
It was... the power of the Original Law.
At that moment, he felt that with a single thought, he could perceive everything under heaven, reach any place under heaven, and destroy anything he wished to destroy!
"I... attained the Original Law?!"
Ao Wushuang was astonished, then overjoyed.
"I've become a wielder of the Original Law... What about the Silent One? I'm going to kill him!"
But the Shamanic Dance said,
"You don't need to kill him. He's already dead."
"He gave you all his Original Law and cultivation."
"Congratulations, Ao Paopao. You've become the greatest winner under heaven, the biggest winner in history."
The Shamanic Dance spoke, but a trace of emotion tinged his words.
Ao Wushuang was even more bewildered.
The Silent One