What Li Ping'an saw at this moment was not merely sourced from Old Man Wangri's memory.
Otherwise, what he saw would all be from Old Man Wangri's perspective.
These were segments of records from the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao of Old Man Wangri's original world—which perhaps wasn't called the Heavenly Dao, but in any case, it was that kind of presence similar to the will of heaven and earth, which recorded the events that happened here.
The scene of the first act didn't end with the roars from the Spiritual Spring.
The middle-aged man sat down in the spring, desolate and despairing, embracing his son's corpse silently, until he remembered something, casually picked up the Curved Blade Chopper hanging from his waist, and fiercely hacked it into his own neck.
Blood reddened the entire Spiritual Spring.
He slowly fell down.
A blood-colored glow appeared around the father and son, yet the blood slowly started to surge back into the middle-aged man.
