The battlefield grew ever more chaotic, and the immortals' killing moves ever more vicious.
Feng Zhu could barely make out any techniques now. All he could see was the color of heaven and earth constantly changing, while the Great Dao howled without cease—
One moment, blazing flames blanketed sky and sea; the next, ice sealed the entire Rain Domain; then countless wheels of light carved through the void.
And Stone Eater...
Every time he threw a punch, raised a palm, or took a step, it seemed connected to the memories of that generation.
He saw his old friends from the Eternal Ancient Immortal Territory:
Some used lightning as a guide, laughing as they tested their swords in the Star Sea.
Some commanded ten thousand beasts as they rampaged across the battlefield.
Some played the zither before the Heavenly Gate, suppressing the Dao with sound.
Others had handed him a flask of warm wine amid boundless snowfields.
Those were the years he had lived through, the grandest age he had taken part in.
Now, all his old friends slept in eternal rest. Only he still remembered.
As the slaughter wore on, Stone Eater's hair was soaked black, yet strand by strand, it turned white beneath the light.
Countless wounds split open across his body, and immortal blood blended with the Vast Sea's rainwater into one color.
His aura did not weaken because of his injuries. Instead, it burned—burned ever higher.
"Forbidden extinction..."
"The karmic ties of all heavens, heed my command..."
"With my will, draw upon heaven and earth..."
"Dao Sacrifice..."
Suddenly, cold and ancient voices echoed through heaven and earth. Azure heavens from all directions overturned and crashed down, and they... were deathless and indestructible. Every strike shook Stone Eater's final Life Origin, making him weaker the longer he