"Ugh..."
Zhou Xuan's consciousness began to blur. More and more cracks spread across his body, light in three colors spilling from them. His origin source was draining away.
He could feel Ji Chen beside him.
Before he lost consciousness completely, he mustered the last of his strength and grabbed Ji Chen's cold hand.
A mark containing the entire Central Province world's core authority flew from his palm and sank straight into Ji Chen's brow.
"...Stay alive..."
His voice was hoarse and broken, almost too faint to hear.
"Find... a... place... without light..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Xuan's head slumped to one side. He lost consciousness completely, his body falling like a stone toward the Immortal-Burying Abyss below.
Just as he slipped into total unconsciousness, his lips moved, letting out a faint syllable.
It was far too quiet.
Only Ji Chen, who was closest to him and holding him tightly, heard it clearly.
It was a name he had never heard before—
"Supreme One."
Boom!
The instant Zhou Xuan passed out, the entire Central Province Continent shuddered violently.
Old Ancestor Cangwu, Emperor Jiang Wu, and Old Ancestor Xuanming appeared at the same time. They watched Zhou Xuan fall and felt the world's crystalline barrier wailing. All color drained from their faces.
The World Lord had fallen.
The authority they shared was vanishing rapidly.
"Quick! Find somewhere to hide! Somewhere with plenty of chaos turbulence! Hide our coordinates!" Old Ancestor Xuanming was the first to shriek, his plump face filled with terror.
It was the most natural instinct for survival.
Ji Chen merely caught the falling Zhou Xuan in silence and laid him flat on the ground.
He lowered his head and looked at the man in his arms, whose breath was so faint that he could not tell