Ye Lin rose and walked to the Bronze Coffin. Liu Yingshu lay quietly within, exactly the same as in his dream-space, unchanged in the slightest.
Even if a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal perished, their physical body could remain incorruptible for all eternity.
So long as their Dao resonance did not disperse, they could endure in this world forever.
With a solemn expression, Ye Lin slowly closed the Bronze Coffin. He then walked a short distance away, faced it, and dropped to both knees.
"Thank you, Senior, for passing down your teachings. I, Ye Lin, will not fail the task you entrusted to me. Senior, rest in peace."
After speaking, Ye Lin bowed deeply.
Whether it was Ye Lin's illusion or reality, just as his forehead touched the ground, a humming sound suddenly came from the distant Bronze Coffin, as though it were responding to him.
"Luo Yao, let's go. We shouldn't disturb Senior's slumber."
Ye Lin took Luo Yao's little hand. Luo Yao, however, gave him a strange look. You were the one who entered this tomb chamber, and you were the one who opened the Bronze Coffin.
And now you were putting on this whole act?
"I said it myself—I should leave these immortal-tier remains and head for the Starry Sky."
As Ye Lin spoke, Dao resonance flowed around him, and the sounds of the Great Dao rang out one after another. In the next instant, his body vanished together with Luo Yao.
Even in the instant before leaving, Ye Lin did not forget to extinguish every candle.
The tomb chamber sank back into darkness. It seemed as though nothing had changed, yet it also seemed as though something had.
In a silent stretch of Starry Sky, Ye Lin led Luo Yao onto a desolate, lifeless star. Desolation was