As the Blood Sun Venerable God refined the two Treading-Void Split Souls within his soul, Wang Sanjin finally found release in the last moments of his life and regained his freedom of mind.
"Phew—"
As he let out the breath that had kept him alive, his body shriveled in an instant like a balloon losing air.
That apparent return to his peak had been nothing more than an illusion sustained by gathered blood energy.
Now that the Blood Sun Venerable God had withdrawn that power, he was instantly reduced to his former state.
After everything the Ascendant Will had put him through, his body could bear no more. It began to dissolve on its own, like melting snow and ice.
From skin and hair to flesh and bone, it fell away inch by inch, turning into scattered wisps that vanished above the sea of blood.
Yet in his mind, Wang Sanjin had truly entered his vision of the beautiful Dao Path that awaited him.
His Primordial Spirit drifted higher and higher until it passed through the sky and came beneath a dazzling river of stars.
"I did it... I attained the Dao!"
Wang Sanjin felt a sense of transcendence he had never known. He looked up at the star-filled sky, his heart brimming with joy.
When his gaze shifted and he saw the Blood Sun Venerable God's crimson eyes hanging high above the stars, his excitement surged.
"An immortal!"
"You're an immortal! You must be!"
"This humble cultivator, Wang Sanjin, has ascended to the heavens today. To behold the countenance of a True Immortal is a blessing earned across three lifetimes!"
"I only hope the True Immortal will not disdain my dullness and will grant me an immortal art or two, that I might seek the Great Dao and eternal