Screech!
"Waa..."
Five-Colored Immortal Blood splattered, streaking across the night sky.
Chen Xun let out a muffled groan and cupped his fists with extraordinary slowness, trembling as he did so. "Friend, the Dao path has reached its end. Rest in peace now, old fellow... go well."
Rumble!!
At that moment, heaven and earth thundered, as if primordial chaos were first being split open.
Heaven and earth rang together, the Ten Thousand Daos trembled, vast and ancient beyond measure.
The river of stars became lamps, igniting billions of starfires, boundless as a ritual offering.
Mountains and rivers rose and fell across the earth, as though bowing their heads in quiet reverence.
The Three Thousand Great Daos churned, as if they wished to carve open another layer of time and space for him.
Heavenly Secrets fell silent, yet the entire Immortal Realm was far from still. Instead, it erupted in an overwhelming resonance.
Across the heavens and star rivers, ancient stars ignited one after another, burning into everlasting lamps to illuminate eternity for him.
The Primordial Chaos Immortal River, tranquil for countless ages and stretching across the sky of the Immortal Realm, surged with towering waves. The Three Thousand Great Daos of heaven and earth all shuddered, as though performing one final ritual of sacrifice to the Dao for a supreme being.
This was not sitting meditation. Those who sat in meditation returned to nothingness.
This was not Immortal Demise. Those who met Immortal Demise alone became mountains and seas, with auspicious radiance in ten thousand hues.
Nor was this an Immortal Fall. When immortals fell, heaven and earth lamented, and rivers and mountains sobbed.
This was... Becoming Ancient!
He scattered his own Great Dao, his own bloodline, his own mind and spirit accumulated through the ages, all into the mountains and