On the ground below, the many Ancient Ones of the Original Vein gazed up at the sky. They watched as the flesh and blood of the God of Innate completed its Rainbow Transformation, and they saw the new being who had returned from the Void to stand at the zenith. Tears streamed from their eyes.
The Ancient Ones of the Original Vein joined hands, forming a connected chain.
At the very center was an old man, his hair and beard entirely white.
He was an ancient being on par with the Root Source, and also the first Saint Realm Cultivator the God of Innate had ever taught.
"God of Innate, your light spans a hundred ages."
"Born of the Origin, your name will echo for a thousand years."
"Formed from nature, and to nature you return."
"My Lord, we will follow in your footsteps, even unto death."
The old man chanted in a low voice, his eyes filled with tears.
The other Ancient Ones of the Original Vein began to chant as well.
