Everyone looked over, their expressions all different.
There was shock, as well as regret and bewilderment.
That the path of ascension had been severed was common knowledge among the Eighteen Immortal Sects and Tribulation Transcendence cultivators.
Naturally, that common knowledge extended only to high-level cultivators.
Whether a low-level cultivator could ever climb to Tribulation Transcendence in their lifetime was uncertain; whether the Immortal Path had been severed had nothing to do with ordinary people.
Since the great calamity, no cultivator had ascended.
Countless former prodigies had fallen along the way, their broken halberds sinking into the sand.
Further confirmation could be traced back to the supreme elder of the Profound Clarity Heavenly Sect attempting ascension to question Heaven.
When ascension meant the end, everything became starkly different.
The present era had more Tribulation Transcendence cultivators than any other.
There was no other reason.
The cultivators at the very peak were exceptionally long-lived, yet they could not ascend and leave.
Sometimes, Chu Xingchen had also darkly speculated that Heaven's Way was deliberately blocking ascension to stop the Heavenly Demons from making a comeback.
If all the true favorites of Heaven ascended, those left behind would be the inferior batch.
But whatever the speculation, the facts remained the facts.
Bai Xuanling stood in the air, purple qi and morning dew on the horizon, seven-colored radiance descending from the heavens.
Her aura steadily solidified, and the already-shattered earth began to tremble.
Dao resonance surged out around Bai Xuanling, turning into specks of brilliant light-this was the legendary immortal ascension radiance.
Xu Linglong looked toward Bai Xuanling, uncertainty and suspicion in her eyes.
The situation was extremely strange.
She, too, was at Tribulation Transcendence Great Perfection. Although Heavenly Demons cultivated somewhat differently from cultivators, she naturally knew that the Heavenly Path had been severed.