Whoosh—
The crisp sound of shattering was like the cry of the wind, carried away on the sea breeze.
The Earth Frontier Ancient Venerables remained there, kowtowing with tears brimming in their eyes.
Meanwhile, the Mo Clan and Feng Family Old Ancestors stared blankly at the sight of the statue breaking apart. Spotless Immortal Ridge was also gradually vanishing from the world; even they could no longer trace the slightest breath of this ridge's earth veins.
In the end.
The vast Dust Leaving Immortal Island vanished with a resounding crash, leaving only the two Earth Frontier Ancient Venerables kowtowing forlornly in midair.
"...The Dao Ancestor's Becoming Ancient Dao resonance here has disappeared."
"I only wonder whether these Earth Frontier Beings are vile by nature, and whether they will become the next Three Thousand Immortal Territories—never grateful for the Dao Ancestor's grace or thoughts. Even now, that old man's majesty has nearly been swept away by the myriad races of the Three Thousand Immortal Territories."
"If Brother Mo had not intervened that year, this seat would have stepped onto the Three Thousand Immortal Territories chessboard long ago and played against Dao Venerables and Saints. How could I have allowed outsiders to write the Book of Ages?"
"You old ghost Feng..."
The Mo Family Old Ancestor's eyes were clear as he smiled and shook his head. How could he truly have stopped him? Feng Zhongyi himself knew that once he stepped onto the Immortal Realm chessboard, his Dao heart would inevitably be tainted. By then, the Feng Family would no longer be the Feng Family, and the Immortal Realm scenery in his eyes would undergo earth-shaking changes.
To possess the strength to preserve one's inheritance and protect oneself in this Vast Immortal Realm was already to be an "Immortal Clan of