"Fore."
The eighth character exploded and turned into a straight line of ink Great Dao extending from the feet of Xie Approaching the Abyss to the feet of Lang Tu.
Countless dark shadows of sages appeared on both sides of Great Dao. Those shadows stood on both sides of the road, looking at Lang Tu calmly.
Great Dao contains an extremely heavy aura of awe, as if the weight of the entire context is pressing on Lang Tu.
Lang Tu's knees suddenly bent at the moment the front letter Great Dao was formed, and the five-foot-tall wolf body was forced to kneel to the ground by the weight.
He gritted his teeth and tried to push himself up, but his knees were pushed back down just half an inch off the ground.
Dark red blood seeped from his gums between his two rows of sharp teeth.
His back was covered with dense bloodstains from the All-Character Network and column characters.
"The former character means moving forward."
Xie Approaching the Abyss's right hand began to become transparent when he was writing the first character, and his fingertips turned into tiny ink-colored light spots floating in the air.
"The people walking on this road are all the predecessors of Human Race."
"They're watching you."
"If you kneel in front of them and they don't speak, you won't be able to get up."
Lang Tu knelt on the ink-colored Great Dao. There was no intact fur on his body.
The blood light in his dark green vertical pupils has been completely extinguished, leaving only a turbid dark green, and the light deep in his pupils is like a candle in the wind.
He looked up at the last ink ball of light floating on Xie Approaching the Abyss's fingertips, which contained the last word of Nine True Words.
His gray-brown muzzle was slightly open, and the two rows of sharp teeth were stained with dark red blood.
He wanted to say something, but only a vague, hoarse whimper came out of his throat.
"Okay."
The ninth word exploded.
The line of characters rose from the light ball and floated above Lang Tu's head.
It is only about the size of a palm, completely black, and the strokes are extremely simple.
Each stroke contains an extremely pure and unshakable power.
It slowly pressed down towards Lang Tu's Tianling Cap. Every inch it dropped, the remaining Sha Qi on Lang Tu's body was crushed one layer at a time, and his body was suppressed by an inch.
The moment that word fell on his head, the last trace of Killing Intent Origin in his body was completely crushed.
The meridians were broken every inch, dense cracks appeared in the bones, and the flesh and blood turned to ashes.
Lang Tu's body shattered, dissipated, and returned to Void in the black light.
The old ax fell off from his shattered right claw.
It hit the stone bricks with a dull sound, and the last trace of dark red light in the cracks on the ax surface flashed twice before being completely extinguished.
"This is impossible..."
The moment Lang Tu disappeared, his voice echoed on Arena.
The voice was filled with a hint of disbelief.
Xie Approaching the Abyss was obviously dead, he was obviously hacked to death with an axe.
But why can he be resurrected?
Can you still stand in front of him again with full wealth?
This is completely impossible.
No matter how impossible it is.
At this moment, he had died in battle.
The impossible has become possible.
Xie Approaching the Abyss stood on Arena, watching the wolf-headed figure completely disappear.
His body began to become transparent at the moment when the time limit of the Rejuvenation forbidden technique was about to end.
Start from the toes.
Start with your fingertips.
Start from the ends of your hair.
Little by little, the broken light turned into ink and slowly drifted away.
He lowered his head and glanced at his dissipating hands.
The corners of his mouth curved slightly into a very faint smile.
He turned around and looked around Arena.
He saw the silent faces in the stands.
I saw those complicated eyes of the Chaos Ancient Clan.
I saw those tearful eyes of the Origin Continent.
He saw the dull Jade Slip curled up on the Arena stone bricks. His body was green and white, as gentle as jade.
He bent down and picked up Jade Slip from the stone brick.
The moment his fingers touched Jade Slip, they became more transparent, and the fingertips began to turn into ink-colored fragments of light.
He rolled up the Jade Slip gently and pinned it back to the Grass Rope around his waist.
Grass Rope also began to become transparent under his touch, turning into ink-colored fragments of light and slowly drifting away.
He stood up straight and looked up at Sky Vault.
Above Sky Vault, there is boundless Boundary Sea. Among the Boundary Sea, the terrifying Chaos airflow keeps rolling.
He sighed softly, the sigh was very light, like a wave of Qingfeng blowing through the study.
"In this life, I have taught too many books and written too many words."
"In the end, I still didn't teach everyone."
At that moment, his body began to break apart from his toes.
His whole body was like an ancient book blown away by the wind, with its pages turning into thousands of fragments and flying in the wind.
Those fragments of light floated across the stands, past Void, and toward the endless Void in the distance.
Wherever they passed, they left behind a faint scent of ink, which was light and distant.
It's like the charm of old ink accumulated over the years in a study.
Xie Approaching the Abyss disappeared.
Above Arena, there is only one roll of Jade Slip lying quietly on the stone bricks.
Jian's body is green and white, as warm as jade, and the densely packed characters High Antiquity glow with a faint ink color under the sunlight.
Jane's edges were smooth and rounded by his caressing, and there were still faint dents in the shape of the fingers holding Jade Slip.
Outside Arena, there was dead silence.