He flicked a fingertip.
BOOM!!!
The Calamity Fate Immortal Emperor vanished in an instant.
It was not death and Dao dissipation, nor the destruction of his form. It was his True Immortal source, which had endured for hundreds of millions of years and been refined through endless ages, along with his soul, Dao Fruit, Karma Great Dao-everything he was-
Under that single flick, it was utterly, cleanly annihilated.
Not even a wisp of his lingering soul escaped.
The karmic chains filling the sky quietly disintegrated the instant the Venerable of the Great Dao fell, turning into motes of black-and-gold light that scattered soundlessly across the heavens, like the last embers of a magnificent fireworks display. In the blink of an eye, they returned to nothingness.
The enormous crater lay empty.
Only that pool of dark-gold immortal blood remained, silently seeping outward in every direction-the final proof that this True Immortal of hundreds of millions of years had ever existed.
Chen Xun withdrew his hand. His ink-black hair fell loosely, his gaze as calm as ever, as though he were deep in thought.
Not long afterward.
Heavenly grief.
At first, there was only a muffled rumble rolling down from the deepest reaches of the heavens, like a beast that had slumbered for hundreds of millions of years murmuring in its dreams.
Then, high above, an enormous fissure capable of piercing the Three Realms slowly tore open.
True Immortals were born of heaven and earth, shared their order, and endured alongside the ages.
The fall of a second-step True Immortal was like heaven and earth losing an ancient pillar that held up the firmament-heaven and earth sensed his demise, and so they wept.
The fissure spread outward from the nine heavens in every direction, like a blood-weeping spiderweb covering the entire sky.