Scattering ashes was a matter of great ceremony

The sky had been shrouded in a layer of blood-red haze.

Within the narrow area of the Ten Absolute Arrays Ruins, the ground had melted into a Bronze Mirror. The Power of Heavenly Dao that protected the earth had temporarily receded.

Only the bare trunk remained of the Bodhi Tree. The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree founded upon it had also been directly destroyed, leaving only lingering spiritual power.

Upon the trunk, the shaft of the God-Slaying Spear was somewhat bent, its tip piercing through a ruined lump of rotten flesh. Zhunti's corpse was now rather horrifying; one glance at it filled one with revulsion.

The instinctive revulsion of living beings.

Li Changshou frowned and stepped forward. The firelight on his forehead faded, his legs went weak, and he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Zhao Gongming, who had been standing atop the tree trunk, hurriedly jumped down and ran two steps toward Li Changshou, only to stagger and fall weakly as well.

Then the two looked at each other, one sitting and one sprawled out, before throwing back their heads in laughter.

How exhilarating that laughter was!

How bold and heroic it was!

It seemed that only such laughter remained, echoing between heaven and earth.

Most on the Chan Teaching side looked ashen-faced, for their opponents...

Had slaughtered a Saint.

Yet quite a few female immortals of the Jie Teaching had tears brimming in their eyes. A handful of male immortals wildly waved clenched fists, filled with boundless heroic passion but not knowing how to vent it!

High in the air, Daoist Jieyin's Dao Charm trembled violently all over his body, yet his eyes seemed to have lost focus as he stared at that dead tree on the ground.

But at this moment, the bewilderment on his face outweighed all else;