The one who spoke was that old man, the figure Hao Zhen had summoned!
The figure seemed to possess consciousness as he looked at Hao Zhen and spoke.
After speaking, he did not wait for Hao Zhen's response before directly dispersing into the void.
Profound Immortal power was the realm he had pursued throughout his life, yet only now had he finally experienced the might of that realm.
And this was a method used by a descendant he did not know how many generations removed.
Before vanishing, the old man's expression was filled with emotion. Then he turned into countless rays of light and streams of clear qi, gradually dispersing into the void.
Hao Zhen let out a long breath.
From this scene alone, at least their path had been correct.
This old man had been one of the founding ancestors of the Profound True Realm, someone who had struggled for survival amid the countless Myriad Realms and rendered tremendous merit.
He had preserved the spark of the Profound True Realm.
Although the Myriad Realms had grown weak and no longer had the strength to stir up further conflict,
destroying a world that had only just been born was still as easy as turning over one's hand.
Without someone maneuvering within, there could never have been the Profound True Realm of today.
This man had cultivated to the Deity realm and was a powerhouse in his own right, with no small amount of fame throughout the heavens.
Yet later, he had died a senseless death within his own secluded cultivation grounds.
Everyone in the Profound True Realm knew clearly that their growth had likely aroused the wariness of certain worlds, leading them to strike at their ancestor as a warning.
Before his death, the old man had not forcibly tried