No, it was him who was descending.
The space was continuously distancing, and the place he was in continued to sink.
Who knows how long it took, he couldn't see anything clearly anymore, with only the flowing light in sight.
His power, his body, all seemed to blend into the surrounding flowing light.
His consciousness slowly fell silent, his body began to crumble bit by bit, like a disintegrating sand sculpture, or like dispersing smoke.
It disintegrated and dissipated silently, leaving nothing behind.
Elder Zhang slightly bowed, putting away the book and the Big Seal he held.
"Thank you for going to your death."
Elder Zhang was satisfied, turned around, and left.
Jia Shisi looked at the remaining light circle there, slowly dissipating, he was somewhat dazed.
He had never seen Elder Zhang so confident...
It was as if from the very beginning, there was a certainty that slaughtering an Evil Dao was as simple as killing a chicken.
