Outside the Thirty-Fourth Post Station.
The demon army had withdrawn five hundred li away, leaving the sea open once more.
Yet not one of the Northern Sea cultivators watching from afar had left.
What had just happened was simply too shocking.
A mid-stage Daluo Golden Immortal Demon King had first been forced by the death dao patterns to sever his own arm. Then, even after fleeing hundreds of thousands of li, he had still failed to escape Mysterious Abyss's Life-and-Death Wheel.
In the end, he had died, and his Dao had perished.
Throughout the entire ordeal, Mysterious Abyss had not even truly appeared.
Even now, many Northern Sea cultivators were still staring in the direction where Black Crow had fallen, the shock lingering in their eyes.
A white-haired elder stood upon the sea, gripping his walking stick tightly. He murmured, "People always said the Mysterious Abyss Emperor's turtle shell was unmatched in the Primordial World. I thought defense was his true strength. Only today do I understand. His killing methods now are probably even more despair-inducing than that shell."
A Golden Immortal beside him nodded in wholehearted agreement, his expression conflicted. "You can at least think of ways to break through a defense. But how do you fight the Life and Death Great Dao? Demon King Black Crow fled hundreds of thousands of li, yet still had to watch himself waste away little by little. If it were us, we probably wouldn't even have a chance to run."
Another cultivator looked toward the Thirty-Fourth Post Station, his gaze utterly changed.
A moment ago, all they had seen was a Guixu post station.
Now, looking again...
The stone stele bearing the words "End Hostilities Upon Entering the Post Station" carried an entirely different weight.
Just as everyone was discussing this...
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