"No! This is impossible!"
Ming Lao's silhouette fell out from the void, his condition even more miserable than Xue Lao. His body was "decaying" in a peculiar manner.
Not the decay of flesh, but the decay of "existence."
His left hand became transparent and then vanished.
His right foot turned into light particles, then was obliterated.
His Dao Ancestor physique, his body impervious to thousands of tribulations, seemed to be slowly erased from the scroll of time!
"What Dao is this?! What sword is this?!" Ming Lao let out a desperate howl, frantically circulating the Dao Ancestor source within him, trying to prevent this "erasure," only to find everything was futile.
That Sword Intent severed his connection to the "past"! He was completely being erased from the "now" that he existed!
A single finger.
Just one finger.
