The half-step Golden Core patriarch of the new method cautiously rolled over and gazed up at the night sky.
He saw countless streams of white qi shooting into the sky, gathering beneath that strange mirror.
As the mirror's light shone on him, he felt his thoughts leave his body, as though he were floating up to become an immortal.
"Perhaps this is what becoming an immortal feels like!"
The half-step Golden Core patriarch chuckled.
Beside him, the New-Method Golden Core Ancestor's face streamed with tears. "I'm in such a miserable state, and you're still laughing?"
"If I survive today, I'll make you wish you were dead someday."
"Huh... why aren't you lying still? What are you crawling toward me for?"
"Stop crawling. I don't like weaklings coming near me."
"Hey... are you trying to kill me?"
"I only said a couple of things about you, and you want to kill me?"
"Is that really necessary?"
"I'm telling you, don't go down the wrong path of bullying your elders as a junior, or bullying the strong as a weakling."
"Mistakes like that often send you plunging into the abyss."
"Listen to me... aaah...!"
The fifth breath...
Members within ten generations of the [Northern Deep] aristocratic clan began to die.
Their souls and Yin Spirits drifted out, floating along, about to fall into the Underworld.
Yet just then, a brilliantly golden Yang Spirit appeared beneath the mirror.
This Yang Spirit radiated boundless golden light, illuminating every direction with dazzling brilliance.
When many people saw the golden light filling the sky, they found it blinding and hurriedly lowered their heads.
At that moment, Wang Quan's Yang Spirit surveyed [Northern Deep] City.
Seeing so many living beings look up at him, then quickly lower their heads again, he curled his lips into a