He flicked his fingertip.
Boom!!!
The Calamity-Life Immortal Emperor vanished in an instant.
It was not death and Dao dissolution, nor the destruction of his form. It was that True Immortal Origin, which had endured for countless millions of years and been refined through endless ages, along with his soul, Dao Fruit, Karma Great Dao—everything that he was—
Under that single finger, it was utterly, completely, silently annihilated.
Not even a wisp of his remnant soul escaped.
The karma chains that filled the sky quietly collapsed the instant that supreme being of the Great Dao fell. They transformed into specks of black-gold light and dust, drifting soundlessly through the heavens like the final embers of a magnificent firework display before vanishing into the Void.
Within the enormous crater, there was nothing.
Only that pool of dark-gold immortal blood continued to seep and spread in silence, the final proof that this True Immortal of countless millions of years had once existed.
Chen Xun withdrew his hand. His black hair fell loose, and his gaze remained as calm as ever, as though he were lost in thought.
Not long after.
Heaven's Lament.
At first, it was merely a muffled rumble rolling out from the deepest reaches of Jiu Xiao, like a colossal beast that had slumbered for countless millions of years murmuring in its dreams.
Then, above the Skyvault, a massive rift capable of piercing through the Three Realms slowly tore open.
True Immortals were born of Tiandi, ordered alongside Tiandi, and endured together with time.
The fall of a True Immortal at the second step was equivalent to Tiandi losing an ancient pillar that supported the heavens—Tiandi felt its fall, and thus cried out in grief.
The rift spread from the Nine Heavens in every direction, like a blood-weeping spiderweb draped