The Celestial God was beheaded!
The world seemed to freeze, fixated on this single scene.
Judging by the wide-open eyes on the severed head, it was clear that even the Celestial God Dharma Image couldn't believe it had been decapitated by a single sword strike.
Its consciousness faded as its colossal body crumbled, turning into smoke and mist before vanishing from the world.
A wisp of divine light burst from the fallen head, trying to escape into the endless sky.
This was a wisp of the Celestial God Dharma Image's origin divine thought.
A Celestial God Dharma Image was, in essence, a splinter of a Primordial Spirit from a Celestial God in the Nine Heavens, sent to wander the Six Realms.
They rarely manifested, their purpose being only to comprehend the boundless Great Dao.
Now that the Celestial God Dharma Image was destroyed, this wisp of origin thought sought to return to the Celestial God's true body.
But would Jiang Jichen allow it to have its way?
