So, That’s All There Is To Transcendence

An ancient sigh seemed to cross thousands of years.

It ripped through the dimension of time and resonated in everybody's ears, which made it seem so surreal.

Chao Xiaojian, who was trying to rescue Fang Lang, halted his movements abruptly. He stared at the direction of the Main Path Mausoleum with a serious expression.

There was a mighty spiritual sense, or rather a divine sense that emerged from the Main Path Mausoleum. It was as if transformed into a sticky substance that took the form of a human.

The mist that veiled the Main Path Guild had dissipated, revealing the dark sky. A faint footstep was heard within the mausoleum.

Fang Lang felt relieved when Chao Xiaojian arrived. However, the tide turned again before he could take a breath.

There was an old man hiding in the Main Path Guild after all.