Chen Xun said nothing.
Black Bull did not low again.
One man and one bull had come from the very end of the universe.
Yet at this moment, they made the entire two-hundred-billion-year history of the Immortal Dao—
Seem incomparably thin and flimsy.
They had changed greatly; even their appearances had changed beyond recognition.
Once, a True Immortal had already been the end of cultivation.
A True Immortal—
Commanded a Dao.
Ruled a realm.
So long as their lifespan had not run out and a wisp of Karma remained between Tiandi, they could be endlessly reborn from the River of Time.
Undying.
Indestructible.
Unperishing.
This had been an iron law never broken throughout all eternity.
Yet now, this iron law had lost its meaning for the first time.
Because where Chen Xun stood—
Was no longer within the Great Dao, but above it.
True Immortals commanded the Great Dao.
But he—
Was rewriting the Great Dao.
Boom—
Deep within the void, an incomprehensible scene silently emerged.
A fragment of True Immortal Karma that had long perished in an ancient era was naturally drawn forth by time. It should have been reborn in some age.
However—
The instant that wisp of Karma came within ten thousand zhang of Chen Xun—
It vanished outright.
At this moment—
The laws of the Great Dao fell briefly into disorder.
Karma was no longer absolute.
The reason True Immortals were indestructible was because they still existed within the system of Karma.
But Chen Xun had already stepped beyond this Immortal Dao system.
He did not sever Karma.
He rendered Karma invalid.
This was the first heavenly chasm beyond True Immortals.
Beyond Karma.
But this was merely the beginning.
Even more terrifying was—
True Immortals needed to rely on the Great Dao to exist.
Yet as