Daoxian slashed the demons and specters, the Three Teachings began to merge their paths.
The death of Grey Sky King ensued, and from the West there emerged an old Daoist, riding the clouds and seated upon a Lotus Dais, his aged face filled with sorrow, void of dignity upon his features.
The space between heaven and earth echoed with the sounds of bells and drums.
All beings felt a sense of peace and harmony, bowing in reverence towards the West unconsciously.
The corpse of the giant serpent slowly pressed down upon the mountains below, Xuan Du Da Fa Shi leisurely pointed a finger, causing the serpent's body to suddenly shrink, eventually condensed to a few zhang in length, floating in front of the clouds.
Guang Chengzi frowned and descended behind Xuan Du Da Fa Shi.
Li Ping'an gazed at the shape of the old Daoist in a trance, then stepped forward to the front of his father and master.