But because He is the Supreme of the Third Force, those ancient syllables also contain the power to end everything, precisely the power that the Primal fears the most!
A great sigh echoed between heaven and earth.
The will of the Primal fell into eternal slumber.
Endless light submerged Qilin Venerable like a tide, His Ink Jade Mask broke inch by inch, and the steel-hard scales burned into charcoal, His entire body cracked and shattered.
Only that delicate face remained intact, the extinguished golden eyes reflecting a withered ancient tree, He staggered and turned around, collapsing to the ground expressionlessly.
It was like Taihua of the past, burning out His own life.
Also like the teacher not long ago, exhausting the last bit of time.
Facing His own death.
