No one could have imagined that Hao Yunzhong, publicly hailed as Dao State's foremost figure and the head of its greatest power, would die just like that.
Not even Hao Yunzhong himself could have imagined it.
When facing the Kuishui Origin and the existence beyond this world, there were two paths. Back then, Zhou Xuanqing had chosen to fight head-on, only to end up abandoned by all and attacked by every force in Dao State.
Hao Yunzhong had chosen another path. Since he could not defeat it by force, he might as well submit beneath its banner.
That was precisely why he had advanced by leaps and bounds in merely tens of thousands of years. Originally, among the several great powers, his cultivation had not been the highest. But now, it was.
He had even been secretly pleased with his choice. Naturally, Hao Yunzhong had considered whether the spirit of the Kuishui Origin might burn the bridge after crossing it, but he believed that he was the Kuishui Origin's sole spokesperson. Only Dao State Academy possessed this Heavenly Well.
As for the one in Barren Fall, its spiritual energy was sparse and the place desolate. No one was willing to set foot there; only a few minor sects ever went.
Thus, Dao State Academy's Heavenly Well had become the sole place where one could come into contact with the spirit of the Kuishui Origin.
He had been certain that the Kuishui Origin could not possibly burn the bridge after crossing it at such a time. Yet he had greatly underestimated Kuishui Uncle Hei's strength.
With merely a stick of incense lit, Kuishui Uncle Hei's figure was summoned. The figure casually waved a hand, and the incense smoke fell directly onto Hao Yunzhong. Sensing that something was wrong, Hao Yunzhong tried