Xuanqing slightly shook his head, his gaze sweeping over the two empty seats, his voice calm yet tinged with a hint of helplessness: "Transforming Dao is different from ordinary demise."
"They have merged everything of themselves, True Spirit, Great Dao, and will, into the Great Dao, returning to it and blending with it."
"This complete dissolution and sacrifice isn't something that can be easily retrieved."
Xuanqing was speaking the truth, but only half of it.
In fact, at the moment Ancestor Dragon transformed into Dao, he had secretly operated the force of the Taiwei Heavenly Dao, attempting to sense and draw back its True Spirit.
This is the responsibility of the Taiwei Heavenly Emperor.
Although Xuanqing at the time was not entirely confident, he didn't skip any effort that needed to be made.
Then, an unexpected event occurred—Xuanqing found himself completely unable to contact any of Ancestor Dragon's aura!
