Boom, boom, boom.
The thunderous roars of Dao Rhymes echoed continuously throughout the entire domain space, and fine beads of blood-colored sweat appeared on the skin of the geniuses below.
As time passed, cracks even began to appear across their skin.
"No, I can't hold on any longer. Everyone, I'll be taking my leave first. What a pity—I won't get to see the scenery ahead."
Suddenly, one of the geniuses wore a look of acceptance. He slowly withdrew his immortal power, and the domain behind him shattered with a deafening blast, exploding into fragments. His body, meanwhile, was directly ground to dust, erased by the endless Dao Rhymes.
"Fellow Daoists, even in death, I have no regrets. I'll go on ahead."
"Hahaha, to die at the hands of such a genius is my honor. Fellow Daoists, I'll go on ahead. Farewell."
"No regrets."
As one genius after another dissolved into nothingness, the remaining geniuses revealed sorrowful expressions. Though they had experienced scenes of life and death, parting and separation, more times than they could count, at this moment, they still could not help but grieve.
This was what cultivators were: geniuses who fought against the heavens, fought against the earth, and fought against all living things.
One wrong step, and they would fall—fall upon this road, this road of seeking the Dao.
"Hah... after battling all my life, I'm tired. It's time to rest."
"Hahaha, ever since I began cultivating, every day has been filled with schemes and deception. I grew sick of it long ago. So tired... tired. If you're tired, then rest. Lie down and have a good sleep. Just sleep."
In the end, only Gu Tianyi and Gu Xinghe remained, still struggling to endure. Watching their companions depart one after another with their own eyes, they could