With his back to the Immortal Gate, Su Mo descended through the sky, step by step.
Everyone below watched him. Su Mo looked down at them and broke into a smile...
His white robes fluttered, as though he were waiting for something.
An absolute silence lay between heaven and earth. All living beings beneath the heavens watched the white-clad figure in the sky, not knowing what to say.
Su Mo lowered his head and said nothing.
An oppressive might kept emanating from the Immortal Gate behind him, as though heaven and earth had changed color.
An aura reached out from the Immortal Gate and locked onto Su Mo. More than that, it seemed to lock onto his connection with heaven and earth.
A sense of dread arose in the hearts of all living beings.
"Su Eternal Life, I'm feeling worse and worse." The Brush of All Living Beings hovered beside Su Mo and spoke slowly, seemingly laden with endless exhaustion.
Su Mo nodded and glanced back at the Immortal Gate.
"So am I."
The Brush of All Living Beings spoke again. "What do we do? Nothing?"
"Just let ourselves be captured without a fight?"
Su Mo shook his head and secretly transmitted his voice. "Naturally, we have to put up a fight."
Fight back-but how?
An Immortal Venerable, an Immortal Venerable who stood above the world, held the Heavenly Dao Sword and sought to erase every trace of Su Mo's existence.
How could he fight back? What could he fight back with?
The Brush of All Living Beings did not know. He merely gazed at Su Mo in a daze.
Su Mo remained silent, still descending through the void, step by step...
His steps were slow. Those few short steps seemed to exhaust all the strength of his lifetime.