The boundless white mist was swept by a fierce gust of wind from an unknown direction, scouring the vast Immortal Forbidden Land over and over.
The scattered Bone Seeds remained immobile amidst the white mist, as if enduring for a thousand years, ten thousand years, millions of years...
On top of one gigantic Bone Seed.
The form of the Double-Pupil Taoist stood motionless like a corpse on the smooth surface of the Bone Seed, staring blankly at the black Domain that was fine just moments ago.
Now it had become shattered and desolate, a piteous mess.
He watched helplessly as 'Ye Cangsheng' invoked a treasure, deflecting the few attacks he could muster in this place and time.
He watched helplessly as that great bird and the Domain were drawn into the Boundary Sea Vortex he painstakingly arranged and hid for a long time, originally meant for his escape post-reincarnation...
It was an especially unreal, illusory feeling.
It was as if he was suddenly detached from this world.
