In the Emperor of Abyss' True World was the Kalpa Lord of this True World. The Emperor of Abyss stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was waiting for someone to appear.
He was very patient, as if even if he had to wait for ten thousand years, not a single change in his emotions could be detected. Time trickled by. No one knew how much time had passed, but suddenly, distortions appeared in the space in front of him. Gradually, Su Xuan Yi walked out. Sang followed behind him quietly. He was not surprised to see the Emperor of Abyss in the Emperor of Abyss' True World.
"Greetings, Sublime Paragon!" At the instant the Emperor of Abyss saw Su Xuan Yi, he swung his arm … and knelt down on one knee. As if he was performing a disciple's greeting, he bowed to Su Xuan Yi.
"Dao Er, there's no outsider here. You don't have to do this. Get up." A smile appeared on Su Xuan Yi's face.
"Master!" The middle-aged man lifted his head. When he got up, respect appeared on his face. When he looked at Sang, a smile appeared on his face, and he nodded.
"Junior brother, it has been many years since we last met. You still look as elegant as ever."
…..
In the Emperor of Abyss' True World, the door to Yu Xuan's room was pushed open without a sound, and Su Xuan Yi walked in slowly.
Yu Xuan had her back turned to the door. She sat by the window and looked at the galaxy outside. At the instant Su Xuan Yi walked in, she shuddered, and a complicated look appeared on her face.
Su Xuan Yi looked at Yu Xuan quietly. After a long while, he sighed softly, then brought out an item from his bosom and placed it on the table.
He said softly, "You have suffered over the years, but … he is not suitable for you. From now on, he will only be a mortal."
Su Xuan Yi remained silent for a while, then sighed in his heart. He turned around and walked out of the room, gently closing the door behind him.
When Su Xuan Yi left, Yu Xuan turned her head around. Tears fell from her face as she stared at the statue of the ship formed by half of the Seed of Life Extermination on the table in a daze. More tears fell from her eyes.
…..
Endless whirlwinds could be seen howling everywhere in the broken True Morning Dao World. The terrifying power of the World contained in the whirlwinds could tear apart numerous planets, tear apart space, and easily tear apart all cultivators' bodies.
In the gigantic True Morning Dao World, countless severed limbs could be seen. They were left behind by the cultivators from the Immortals' Union and Morning Dao Sect after they died, but no matter which side they belonged to … they were all from True Morning Dao World.
When disaster struck, they might not have been able to let go of the grudges between them. But in the storm, in the face of this catastrophe, all grudges could be ignored and forgotten. Living... was the only thing that mattered.
As the cultivators from the Immortals' Union continued dying, they longed for reinforcements from the Immortals' Union, but they could not wait, because what awaited them was the madness of the disaster. It was a nightmare where no one could help them.
It was especially so for the cultivators who were far away from the core of the Immortals' Union. They laughed brokenly in silence, because they saw Morning Star Sky of the Immortals' Union crumble and saw the entire region reduced to ruins.
But they were also lucky, because they knew that from then on, the Immortals' Union would no longer exist, which was why they chose to flee. They chose to use all sorts of methods … to fight for survival in the face of the disaster!
The cultivators who did not know that the galaxy belonging to the Immortals' Union had been destroyed in the disaster still carried with them the hope of returning to the Immortals' Union even if they fled, but they did not know that what awaited them would be terror and bewilderment when they saw the ruins.
Compared to the Immortals' Union, the cultivators from Morning Dao Sect were even luckier. They were not lucky in terms of how many of them died, but because those who survived could always have hope, and that hope was Morning Dao Sect.
Since all the Relocation Runes in Morning Dao Sect had been shut down, they might never be able to return and would not be able to see what was going on in Morning Dao Sect, but in their minds, Morning Dao Sect still existed.
This was hope. This hope would remain in the hearts of the living, and perhaps it would be passed down through the generations …
Seven days after the disaster, the whirlwind in True Morning Dao World did not disappear. Instead, it grew stronger, and no one knew how long it would last. This was something that not even the people from Saint Defier's True Camp knew.
As long as the power of the World surged in through the gap in Arid Triad, the endless whirlwind would exist, but it did not matter whether it was one year, ten years, or one hundred years or one thousand years, the power of the World would eventually disappear, and the whirlwind in True Morning Dao World would also disappear.
Once it disappeared, Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos would face a slaughter and a disaster that might come from Saint Defier, Dark Dawn, or even both sides. Compared to the disaster formed by the whirlwind, it would be a true disaster, because it would no longer affect just one True World, but the entire Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos!
Before the blood-red wind from the disaster arrived, the whirlwind filled with the power of the World filled True Morning Dao World. To Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos, this period of time was the calm before the storm.
They had no other choice. It was impossible for them to repair the gap torn in Arid Triad. They could only continuously make themselves stronger, make their sects stronger, and make their True Worlds stronger so that they could have a sliver of hope to survive the final disaster.
Then, they quietly waited for the dazzling descent of the disaster!
To Saint Defier and Dark Dawn beyond Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos, the period of silence in Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos was the crucial moment for them to fight against each other.
They had to fight continuously to snatch the gap. Since the gap was in Saint Defier, Dark Dawn had to pay several times the price to snatch it.
Similarly, if Dark Dawn used its full strength, then Saint Defier would have to do the same.
No matter what, this might be the final period of silence in Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos. It might be short, or it might be long, but no matter what, it would definitely end one day.
That moment might not be too far away.
Seven days passed in the broken True Morning Dao World. When the whirlwind grew stronger, a ray of white light rushed out from the pillar of light that once reached the heavens under Arid Triad's gap, which was the source of the whirlwind. It was so fast that it instantly rushed out of the strongest whirlwind in the core of the True Morning Dao World.
After he went out, only a thin layer of Bai Feng's cocoon remained in a place not far from where he was. The cocoon should not have been able to last until now. In fact, it should have shattered many days ago, and everything within it had dissipated in the hurricane.
The only reason Bai Feng was able to maintain her current state was because, in order to survive, she had unleashed an irreversible forbidden magic of the School of Phoenixes. That magic used her longevity as a source of power, and by burning her own life force, she was able to hold on for so long.
But the price she had paid was incredibly devastating for a woman. Bai Feng's face could be seen in the thin cocoon. It was no longer as beautiful as it was in the past, but was now covered in wrinkles. She no longer looked as young as before. Instead, she looked as if she had just crawled out of a coffin. An old and decaying presence spread out from her body.
She was still dressed in white, but she was no longer beautiful. Instead, there was a sorrowful air about her.
That sorrow came from Bai Feng. To her, the past seven days had been her entire life.
She could have chosen not to do this. She could have chosen to die with more dignity. If she could not live a good life, she could have chosen to die a beautiful death.
But she could not accept it. She was afraid of death. She could not accept losing everything. She had always dreamed of ascending to Saint Defier Expanse Cosmos, and for this dream, she could give up on everything.
Yet right then, deep despair filled her. She could only wait for Su Ming's arrival in the thin cocoon. She no longer had any life left for her to continue burning. Even if the cocoon could continue existing, she would not have more than a month to live.
The white light that flew out of the core of the whirlwind in the distance was about to leave into the distance when it suddenly came to a halt. It changed its direction and charged towards Bai Feng. In an instant, it closed in, and the white light pierced Bai Feng's old eyes. If it had been two days ago, Bai Feng would have been very excited, and if it had been three days ago, she would have been so excited that she would have cried. No matter what price she had to pay, as long as Su Ming could save her, she would agree to it.
If it had been four days or even five days ago, Bai Feng's choice would not have changed, but now … it had been seven days.
She only had one month left to live, and she knew clearly that she could not reverse the end of her life. She stared at the white light beyond the cocoon numbly. There was not a hint of emotion on her face. There were no tears in her eyes, but when she looked at Bai Feng, there were clearly soundless sobs echoing faintly in her ears.
After a brief moment of silence, a soft sigh sounded out. It was as if it came from the snowstorm in the distant past. The white light outside the cocoon flashed and pierced through the cocoon. Bai Feng was swept up within the white light, and the white light brought her far into the distance, leaving this place.
The white light was a white ring that was about one hundred something feet big. It was Saint Defier's supreme treasure, but at that moment, the supreme treasure no longer belonged to a certain Saint Defier. It belonged to Mo Su, who had bid farewell to his past and been reborn!
Only Su Ming knew just how difficult it was to devour Xing Ji Dao. He was the only one who knew the process of everything that had happened in the white ring during the seven days.
Yet no matter what, when the white ring flew out of the whirlwind, it meant that Su Ming had devoured Xing Ji Dao and his soul.
At that moment, Su Ming's appearance had changed drastically. He was no longer as old as the black-robed old man, but had become much younger. He looked like a young man, and he was handsome, but there was a ghastly air to him. When his eyes shone, they contained life and stillness.
He was still dressed in a black robe, but the soul in his body under it was nearly three-tenths stronger than Su Ming's previous soul.
His cultivation base had also increased by leaps and bounds. The increase was even more shocking than his soul, but compared to the white ring, all of this could not be considered a serendipity. The true serendipity was the white ring!
This supreme treasure was incredibly rare even in Saint Defier's camp. Its value could not be described with words, but now, it had become Su Ming's!
There was a wisp of presence in Avacaniya Realm contained in the supreme treasure. If Su Ming could understand it, then the help he would receive would be so great that it would shake the sky and earth. In fact, if he kept the supreme treasure by his side, it would be the same as giving him … a chance to step into Avacaniya Realm in the future!
This sort of chance was enough to make all cultivators go mad. This was the true serendipity Su Ming had obtained!
Su Ming sat in the white ring and meditated. In front of him was Bai Feng, who had already become an ancient old woman. She sat quietly and stared at the area beyond the ring in a daze. She had not spoken for three days.
She was silent, and Su Ming did not have anything to say to her. In truth, saving her was just a hint of sentimentality in Su Ming's heart. He was sentimental about the past, the journey to the west, Dark Mountain, the game of going in circles, and the sigh he had experienced in the snow and wind.
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