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"But it still wasn't enough!"

After murmuring this, Jiang Xuan fearlessly activated the final step of the Four Seasons Cycle—

Winter.

This time, the bone-piercing winter chill and the all-pervading, marrow-freezing wind no longer eroded outward. Instead, they poured back into Jiang Xuan's body.

"Whew..."

Under this cold tide that could extinguish all things, the already withered Spirit Tree lost every trace of life. Its branches, trunk, and even its roots buried deep beneath the earth were utterly severed from vitality.

With the tree dead, the three Dao Fruits representing Jiang Xuan's essence, energy, and spirit also fell from the branches, sank into the soil, and were buried one by one by the earth.

Yet at this point, the winter chill did not weaken in the slightest. Instead, it grew fiercer and more terrifying.

The boundless cold seemed determined to completely douse even the last spark of life hidden deep within the Dao Fruits.

At this desperate juncture, the three Dao Fruits gathered together, faintly undergoing some sort of convergence and fusion.

"Whew—"

Heavy snow drifted down, and the cold wind howled. The Winter Chill Tide, containing the true meaning of deathly stillness, seemed poised to blanket all creation and eradicate every shred of life.

As the Spirit Wood withered and the Dao Fruits fell into the earth, the aura emanating from Jiang Xuan's body in the outside world was no longer merely weakening. Bit by bit, it sank into profound stillness.

His body was shriveling up, his vitality was fading away, and his breathing was gradually returning to nothingness.

Jiang Xuan was, bit by bit—walking toward death!

Winter's cold tide and annihilation were killing every trace of life within Jiang Xuan.

Yet as Jiang Xuan's body gradually approached death and his aura slowly fell silent, the Divine Firmament Sect