Zhang Yu looked over. Every trace of consciousness and aura representing Qing Ji's existence had already been cut away and slain, which meant this man had been utterly erased.
Yet this man's Dao methods still remained. Thus, he would not truly perish. Once the Heavenly Dao changed to a certain extent, he might either attain the Dao anew through the Lower Layer, or his Dao methods might transform themselves into innate qi and condense a Dao body.
But by then, the various Daos would already have climbed above the Dao, while he would fall after the changes. In any case, they would never be able to meet again.
As for the Lower Layers that still existed, because their Upper Layer powers were tied to those of Origin Xia and Celestial Xia alike, they had also fallen into the Dao struggle. Thus, this man would likewise never reappear there.
At this moment, Zhang Yu borrowed the auras of Bai Wang and Qing Shuo to look into the Origin Void. Though Qing Ji's Dao name still remained, it now represented only the one from the Primordial Unity Celestial Palace. The one belonging to the Golden Court—or rather, Celestial Xia—had already ceased to exist.
Next, it was time to deal with the remaining two.
Zhong Chang had originally wavered between the Great Chaos and persisting in his own Dao. Seeing Qing Ji destroyed by the sword, and seeing Ji Guang's conduct at this moment, he knew the situation could not be salvaged. Yet he was unwilling to simply fall into silent darkness like this.
He suddenly raised his head and looked toward Zhang Yu. Spiritual light abruptly blazed from his body, releasing his aura. But this time, he was not using it to attack. Instead, he completely revealed his own Dao methods, displaying