The blood spilled across the Cloud Sea turned it red.
The blazing Life Fire added a golden hue to the clouds.
Xie Xuanyi gazed at the powerless Great True Man before him, vaguely guessing the truth.
He had heard that cultivating the "One Qi Transforms Three Pure Ones" divine skill required splitting one's own soul, creating three avatars, each corresponding to a strand of the soul. Many cultivators faltered at this step; once the soul separated, priorities got confused and attacked each other... This flickering light igniting the Sea of Life surely wasn't ignited by Chong Kan himself.
So the answer was already incredibly obvious.
"..."
Xie Xuanyi watched complexly at the silhouette burning like a fire at the end of the Cloud Sea.
Rather than saying Chong Kan died under his sword,
it would be more accurate to say Chong Kan died at the hands of his "self".
"You..."
The fierce light fire burned fiercely.
Chong Kan slowly lifted his head, revealing a wan smile.
