Beneath the Ending Immortal Sect.
His face was deathly pale. A thin trickle of gray-white immortal blood silently ran down his arm. Everything around him had been battered into chaos, and the Great Dao had long since been obliterated.
"Ancestor, I couldn't control this corpse. Its karma was utterly extinguished, leaving nothing to trace. It escaped."
"Understood."
The Ominous Old Ancestor looked into deep space and spoke expressionlessly. "He cultivates five Daos, and a temporal body of his fought its way out of the universe. Even in our Eternal Ancient Immortal Realm, he would qualify as someone capable of guarding Dao Mountain."
The implication was that if he had escaped, so be it. They could not kill him through and through.
Hearing the ancestor's assessment, the member of the Ten Absolutes, whose words had still carried a hint of resentment, calmed down. Anyone who qualified as a figure of standing in the Eternal Ancient Immortal Realm was essentially beyond killing, let alone killing for good.
"Just take the Dao Fruit."
"Yes, Ancestor."
The universe fell deathly silent once more.
The heaven and earth of the two great Immortal Realms were left for the Ominous Race to manipulate and reshape. This time, they knew the road by heart. They absorbed all the Dao essence of countless immortals who had no way home, going even further than the True Immortals of the two realms. They devoured everything and wiped the platter clean, leaving nothing behind.
Heaven and Earth Calendar, year four billion.
The Ominous Race vanished.
Light returned to the land, and the epoch of heaven and earth began anew. Across countless miles of mountains and rivers, signs of life's revival appeared once more.
It seemed as though much had happened, yet also as though nothing had happened at all.
Heaven