Chen Xun watched the young spirit trying to crawl forward again and frowned slightly. "Enough."
Whoosh!
As those two words fell, a vast gale swept across ten thousand miles, blowing through the entire World-Severing Mountains.
Countless cultivators of the Stele-Guarding Clan awoke as if from a dream. They stared in disbelief at all they had done, their bodies trembling as they nearly went mad. Wretched howls, like mountains collapsing and seas roaring, echoed throughout every corner of the mountain range.
"Ah!!!"
Bloodshot veins burst across Shou Wang's eyes as he let out a beastlike roar against the ground, unable to distinguish illusion from reality.
At this moment, he even suspected that Chen Xun was false, that everything was an illusion—even this very moment...
Chen Xun's gaze flickered.
A faint immortal radiance emanated from his body. It was rare for him to reveal such radiance before living beings. When the glow shone forth, every anguished cry vanished. Immortal radiance possessed an immense soul-soothing effect; it was itself one of the world's great fortunes.
"Thank you, Immortal Venerable..." Shou Wang still trembled all over as he prostrated himself before Chen Xun, worshipping the most towering man beneath Heaven and Earth. He could only keep murmuring, "Thank you, Immortal Venerable... Thank you, Immortal Venerable!!"
Tears poured down like rain.
The shadows of clouds gradually fell.
Beams of light that seemed to pierce the heavens slowly shone over the World-Severing Mountains, as though foretelling something. The myriad beings of the Stele-Guarding Clan stared blankly into the boundless Immortal Firmament—some bewildered, some helpless, some despairing.
"Shou Wang." Chen Xun suddenly called the young spirit by name. "To crawl here with your bare hands—you are quite extraordinary."
Shou Wang slowly raised his head. His features had long since twisted out of shape, tears and snot streaming