A Dao Tribulation Fruit, ancient and profound, formed naturally by the Great Dao, drew everyone's gaze.
The Dao Tribulation Fruit slowly descended, and Meng Chuan plucked it from the air.
The scant remaining light of Primordial Chaos was divided among the Ancestral Dragon, the Ancestral Phoenix, and the other two.
It was little, and it had not formed a Dao Fruit, but they had gained something in the end.
As the light of Primordial Chaos fell upon them, the cracks in the Great Dao on the True Ancestor Martial Emperor and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva began to heal.
The cracks were closing before their eyes. It would not take long for them to recover, leaving no lasting effect.
That was why everyone who survived would leave with something. A little rain and dew fell on all of them.
Still, even a complete Dao Tribulation Fruit meant little to a Near-Limitless Being. As for these scraps and crumbs, to the Ancestral Dragon and the Ancestral Phoenix...
At least they were better than coming all this way for nothing, and better than what the Eastern King Duke and the others had received.
For Supreme Ones and living beings below that level, the benefits were another matter entirely.
A living being facing an ordinary tribulation of thunder and fire naturally could not expect the same treatment as a Chaos One.
Once Meng Chuan plucked the Dao Tribulation Fruit, the ancient, majestic will between Heaven and Earth receded like the tide.
The Great Dao Matrix had "left" this place and no longer gathered here.
That also meant the Great Dao Tribulation had ended completely.
The True Forms of the Great Dao surrounding Meng Chuan and the others vanished, revealing their human forms.
Looking out, they saw a Primordial Heaven left in ruins by the Great Dao