"Using the blood of myriad spirits to irrigate the Fierce Nest, obtaining its fortune, and cultivating with the character within their bodies—is this the reason he planned for six or seven lifetimes? And now, his dao is about to take shape," Chang Gongyan muttered, staring at the receding shadow that became hazy.
Faintly visible, characters spread out, rising from the blood-soaked mountain grounds, surrounding that figure, glimmering with mysterious light beneath the moonlit night. Like symbols forged from Immortal Gold, they coalesced as if transforming into an unbroken ring, accentuating the transcendent nature of the disappearing silhouette.
Shi Yi was the first to leave. He did not fight Shi Hao, opting instead to retreat immediately into seclusion, as this place had greatly stirred his thoughts and prompted deep realizations within his heart.
The remaining individuals traversed a hundred thousand miles, soon departing the Nest Realm as well.