"Ancestor Xuan!"
An urgent voice came through the purple qi and into the hall, muffled beyond recognition.
But it did not shake Xuan's resolve. He still had one hand around Gu's throat, the killing intent in his eyes growing stronger by the moment.
"..."
The smile vanished from Gu's face.
"You really want to know?"
"Of course!"
"..."
Gu closed his eyes, a hint of struggle crossing his expression, as though he were hesitating over something.
Xuan was unlike the extreme Taixuan. For the sake of the greater good, he could endure certain things without quibbling over them.
But that was only so long as the situation could still be kept stable.
Now...
The Sword Ancestor had obtained the original intent of "Reason" and slain "Heaven" with a single sword strike. He had also stripped the Cang Race of Heaven's favor.
The situation had already fallen apart.
It wouldn't be surprising if Xuan did anything at this point.
"Even if I wanted to tell you, you wouldn't be able to know."
Whoosh~
The purple qi surged.
Within its roiling waves, a point appeared—subtle and shapeless, vast and boundless, infinitesimally small yet immeasurably immense.
At first glance, it seemed gray and indistinct. But on closer inspection, myriad colors shimmered within it, as though it contained everything in the world!
It seemed as if it were itself the symbol of "existence" and "being."
The starting point of everything, the beginning of all things.
It was none other than the original intent corresponding to the Heavens and Myriad Worlds in the Chaos Sea: "Existence"...
Or it could also be called "Being."
Originally, an original intent coexisted with its innate Dao Attainer, and no ordinary means could possibly separate them.
But after the Cang Race's crushing defeat in that battle long ago, Xuan had