Witnessing Ao Yin's soul being scattered and transforming into a colorful orb, Killer Sword was once again dumbfounded.
"He, he's dead, just like that?"
Hearing Killer Sword's incredulous mutterings, Xie Tian also sighed.
The supreme Ao Yin, just died like this.
Died in the joy of enlightenment.
But such joy is truly suffocating.
Because this happiness was exchanged at the cost of Ao Yin's extremely precious supreme life.
Every supreme being is a favored child of the Heavenly Dao.
They endure cultivation through over a hundred minor realms, withstand dozens of tribulations, stepping on the heads of at least ten billion fellow cultivators, only then touching the initiation of the Dao.
One Qidao Supreme emerging from ten billion cultivators perfectly explains the rarity of value.
Yet a more vivid explanation is atop the platform with the light orb.
Xie Tian knew that one of the great fortunes Xie Ren mentioned to him might just be this light orb.
