The Eerie Stream Mouth!

The Eerie Stream Mouth! The aggregate collapsed on the spot, turning into a cloud of blood mist, utterly incapable of resistance.

What was a limit!

This was the limit of strength!

Azure Origin Patriarch did not linger and continued onward.

The sound of flowing water grew clearer.

He had arrived.

But with a single focused look, that "stream" left Azure Origin Patriarch speechless.

Before his eyes—

A finger-thick trickle flowed from a small hole in shattered space, forming a tiny puddle before seeping into the ground and vanishing.

The eerie aura, initially dense, gradually grew sparse as it spread in all directions.

Feeling the erosion of that eerie aura—

Azure Origin Patriarch finally understood why those so-called Spirit Transformation experts had gone and never returned.

Though the aura at its source had little effect on someone at Void Shattering, Spirit Transformation cultivators were another matter.

Step by step, they were alienated. Step by step, they were infected.

No wonder they had ended up in that state.

Still, this stream that had appeared out of thin air was quite miraculous.

He had no idea where that patch of space connected to.

Azure Origin Patriarch did not act rashly. After all, no one knew what dangers might be hidden behind it.

He had to be even more cautious.

In the end, Azure Origin Patriarch stopped there, turned around, and returned to Cangyuan Palace to give a lecture on the Dao.

Three days later.

Inner Sect.

The sect's main hall was surrounded on all sides. Every disciple craned their necks, trying to peer inside.

Where was the Patriarch?

Had the Patriarch not arrived yet?

Whether outer sect or inner sect, everyone treasured this opportunity beyond measure.

Rumor had it that the Patriarch's strength had already reached the world's limit and that he would