The Daoic Sound of Heaven echoed. In the void, shattered and collapsed by the tribulation lightning, clouds of Chaos mist drifted out, covering the entire firmament.
A hundred thousand miles of illusory Great Dao stretched out from the depths of Chaos.
Like a heavenly staircase, it extended to where Bai Yi stood in the void.
As the Great Dao's long staircase took shape, the spreading Chaos seemed to be sculpted with meticulous care by a pair of giant hands, forming a Gate to Ascension in the vast white realm of Chaos.
As the Gate to Ascension was completed, the entire chaotic firmament was suddenly shrouded in a rain of sweet drops.
Beneath the radiance of the Great Dao, the sweet rain, which seemed to nourish and renew all things, drifted down ceaselessly around Bai Yi, as if nourishing the victor.
His body, which had been on the verge of collapse after that final sword strike that had surpassed his limits, recovered at a visible speed.
As the sweet rain fell thickly, a Great Dao Chan Sound echoed through the firmament.
As the sound spread, countless bewildered animals and beasts on the life-bearing planets beyond the Star Domain couldn't help but stop and look up.
Confusion and bewilderment in their eyes gradually gave way to a glimmer of light; the seed of sentience sprouted deep in their minds.
Bai Yi, surrounded by the two phenomena of the Chan Sound and sweet dew, kept his eyes closed.
The cracks on the Perfectly Round Golden Core above his head grew deeper and spread ever further, until the final Chan Sound echoed.
Beneath that piercing, world-shattering sharpness, the Perfectly Round Golden Core, already covered in cracks, completely shattered and vanished in the radiance of the Great Dao.
Beneath the Gate to Ascension formed from