Kunlun Mountain, Jade Void Palace.
The Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage tore through the sea of clouds and crashed heavily onto the plaza of Jade Void Palace, all but out of control.
Boom!
A ring of cracks spread across the jade plaza.
All nine Yuqing Dragon Shadows wailed at once, their bodies fading, most of the jeweled radiance of the canopy dimming away.
The Antarctic Immortal had been waiting before the palace gates. His expression changed drastically at the sight.
"Master..."
He had barely bowed in greeting when his voice caught in his throat.
Yuanshi Tianzun stepped down from the carriage, his face as still as deep water.
The tiny gap in the hair at his temple struck the Antarctic Immortal's mind like a bolt of lightning.
A Sage's hair had been severed.
The Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage had been damaged.
The Pangu Banner's aura was in turmoil.
The Antarctic Immortal immediately lowered his head, not daring to ask another word.
He knew something terrible had happened to Jade Void Palace.
Yuanshi Tianzun ignored everyone and walked into the depths of the great hall, still carrying the lingering chill of chaos.
Upon the Cloud Bed.
He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, sinking his Sage's Divine Thought into the Pangu Banner.
The purple-gray crack remained.
No matter how the Yuqing Sage Power washed over it, the crack seemed branded deep into the banner, refusing to fade in the slightest.
What chilled Yuanshi Tianzun even more was the Karma Thread deep within his Sage standing.
An exceedingly faint fissure had appeared in the Karma Thread connecting him to the Heavenly Dao.
The fissure was minuscule.
Yet for a Heavenly Dao Sage, it was already enough to be fatal.
It meant that when he wielded Heavenly Dao Authority again, he could no longer