Even when faced with life and death situations, Xie Tian had always remained calm. However, watching the Dao fruit vanish before his eyes left him in a daze.
He had no idea what had just happened in that instant, or where that biting cold had come from, let alone what was lurking within his body...
He only knew that there was no change in his Dantian, that he had lost his chance with the Dao fruit and the opportunity for a transformation.
He felt that the events of that instant had stretched the once reachable distance between him and Xie Yun far apart; as the Xie family phoenix soared high, he plummeted to the mortal realm, his half-year of struggle turning to mere shadows in the blink of an eye.
Xie Tian sat blankly on the skeleton of the rock lizard, unmoving. His face appeared calm, but his eyes were dull, and he didn't even notice the sudden appearance of the mad old man in front of him.
The mad old man wore an extremely terrifying expression.