Emperor Jiang spoke with a smile, but his Primordial Spirit was gradually turning into light, as though he was nearing the end.
Chen Nianzhi went all out, using surging immortal essence to protect his soul, trying to keep him alive. Yet he found that he still could not defy fate and change his destiny, only delay the time when he would merge with the Dao.
"Foolish child, there is no need for this futile effort."
Emperor Jiang shook his head, glanced at Jiang Linglong, and said with a smile, "You are Dangmo's child, my granddaughter?"
"Grandfather!"
Seeing Emperor Jiang's Primordial Spirit gradually merge with the Dao, Jiang Linglong's heart trembled faintly.
Though she had never met the man before her, he was already her last blood relative in this world.
She had thought she would have no family left in this life, yet what had been lost had suddenly been regained. But this reunion was still to be their final meeting in this life.
"It is merely fate playing tricks. You need not be sad."
Emperor Jiang was quite at peace with it, seeming to take everything lightly.
He calmly watched the others. After a moment, he smiled and said, "Though I became an immortal in this life, the path I walked was not complete."
"If I enter reincarnation and undergo another tribulation, perhaps I may surpass this life. That may not be a bad thing."
Chen Nianzhi felt a faint heaviness in his heart at those words. A new life through reincarnation sounded simple, but it was even more difficult in practice.
Unlike mortals, immortals who reincarnated would be restricted by the laws of heaven and earth in the unseen realm, and the mystery within the womb they experienced would be even more powerful.
The stronger the immortal, the