As a temple priest, he achieved the Primordial Spirit.
This accomplishment borrowed heavily from incense offerings and carried the Divine Skill of "Words Become Law."
Because of this, his physical body couldn't bear the burden.
Over the years, he relied solely on the Power of Primordial Spirit to sustain his various secret techniques.
Being already old, his soul forcibly condensed the Primordial Spirit, but after many battles, the depletion of his Primordial Spirit's mana was too severe, causing severe damage, almost to the point of collapse.
Three years ago, both his body and Primordial Spirit began to decay.
Initially, Wutong Divine Mother could still intervene to save him and maintain stability.
But now, the oil is exhausted, the lamp is extinguished, his lifespan is at its end.
This is fate.
The trace of time.
"The momentum of the Human Clan is supported by the descendants of the Human Clan; each generation has its mission."
The Saintess spoke thus, bowing in greeting.
