"You need only know that this benefits your clan and benefits your clan's Dao heart." Futian's expression was calm as still water. "Leave the rest for me to handle."
"After Chen Xun sacrifices himself to the Dao, is there still hope for his immortal path? Sect Master, can this Ranking free him?" The Three-Eyed Imperial Venerable's voice grew much deeper. "If you agree, I'll trust you one more time."
"I will free him." Futian nodded.
Since he had already promised that Human Race Immortal his immortal corpse, he would have the Chaos Immortal Spirit Ranking suppress the Domain Origin in his stead.
As for the Immortal-Spirit Clan, they should follow in the Chaos Clan's footsteps and become the second super clan to be exterminated before the True Immortal Realm was opened...
They thought they had stolen a heaven-shaking great opportunity, yet it might instead be the root of a heaven-shaking calamity. After all... fortune and disaster had always gone hand in hand.
"Good."
The Three-Eyed Imperial Venerable nodded, his eyes opening slightly wider. At this point, their voices were buried away. No one knew what they were secretly discussing.
Half a month later.
Futian held two fingers upright before his chest.
In but an instant, he divided into countless specks of empty dust, slowly drifting in every direction, their destination unknown.
The Three-Eyed Imperial Venerable's incarnation was likewise slain in the void by a single finger from Futian, leaving behind no trace whatsoever.
Taiyi Great World, Desolate Heaven Domain.
The white-haired Ji Kun stepped into the Eastern Wasteland.
The myriad race beings here were strange and bizarre, carrying vicious-faced ghost spirits upon their shoulders. Even the Heavenly Domain itself was gloomy most of the time, its lands shrouded in mist and frequently blanketed by ghostly miasmas of every color.