Grief, too, was death.
Heartbreak, too, was death.
Sorrow, too, was death.
A single glance spanned ten thousand years; the Sea of Bitterness roared in furious tides.
The eyes of Zhan Shou beheld only those doomed to die young!
The affairs of the world were ever-changing. Who could know why you would die?
I am the Wuyuan Emperor Lord. I decide your life and death, and you shall have no grievance!
Those ever-shifting, iridescent eyes seemed to contain the entire world.
What they saw was all there was.
That included the tottering warship, Chen Du True Monarch, famed across the Cang Sea, and also... a sword that pierced through time and space!
This sword was Ancient in its simplicity, four feet long, with the inscription "Chen Du." Those two characters were reflected with utter clarity in Zhan Shou's eyes. Thus, sword radiance shone upon the world, refracting the flowing colors.
At this moment, red turned orange, and orange turned yellow.
The heavens and earth took on a withered hue; even the sword light faded.
The sword radiance belonging solely to Chen Du dispersed inch by inch. This longsword that had illuminated the world drew itself in, becoming an ordinary horizontal line in his field of vision. Wei Xun, holding the sword, reappeared in his sight as well.
Yet at that very moment, the drop of blood that had fallen from Wei Xun, falling toward that endless elsewhere, arrived at that "elsewhere."
Its path of descent was utterly free. Other than the Dao principles remaining from the True Monarch himself, it bore no trace of any force acting upon it. Yet by sheer coincidence, it fell into the point where the clashing chaotic rules of this region were most intense.
And it triggered a full-scale collision of the chaotic rules!
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