Specks of rainbow light drifted down, more dazzling than the aurora and as warm as the afternoon sun.
"I feel like my body's bursting with power." A Heavenly Flame appeared on each of Xiao Yan's five fingertips. The Flame Mantra had grown more than a thousandfold stronger, and power welled up inside him in a seemingly endless stream.
No one on the battlefield felt cold anymore. Even within that river of the Netherworld, woven from who knew how many laws, the sense of chaos faded. Their exhausted strength returned, and they even gained insight into the laws of the Great Dao!
The Nine Tripod Cauldrons shook the universe once more. All living beings watched the figures of great masters shatter, and the rainbow light between heaven and earth grew richer.
Grief surged like a tide through the eyes of the Heavenly Court's native immortals and gods, and the Demon Race's cultivators. They did not even want to contemplate the Daos they had just comprehended.
One great master after another had extinguished the last of their True Spirits to drive the Nine Tripod Cauldrons, sheltering them and even granting them this opportunity that would shake past and present!
The Great Dao rumbled. Ten thousand years of insight were bestowed, along with merit, upon those who had sacrificed themselves to slay demons.
Whether they cultivated Buddhism, Daoism, the demon arts, or the demonic path, the myriad voices of the Great Dao surpassed the loveliest music. Everyone showed signs of enlightenment.
The price was too heavy. If they could, they would rather have gone without this opportunity.
"Kill!"
Killing intent raged, and all things fell silent. Their auras spilled across heaven and earth. Casting aside every grudge, they wanted only to defend this world with their lives.
"Celestial Thearch... you..." Taibai Jinxing held