At that moment, Immortal Daoxuan felt an irresistible urge to draw closer to the God of Hongmeng, to approach the Dao itself. Even if nearing the Dao meant death, his very spirit assimilated by it, he was willing to risk everything. "To hear the Dao in the morning, one could die without regrets in the evening," he thought.
BOOM.
Yet, just as he yearned to approach, the world around him shattered, and his consciousness plunged into darkness.
HAAH...
Immortal Daoxuan awoke with a start, a cold sweat drenching his back. He was utterly overwhelmed by shock, his spirit reeling, his heart in turmoil.
"Sect Leader," Xiao Yicai said with concern. He had no idea what Immortal Daoxuan had witnessed to be so profoundly shaken. However, to his delight, Immortal Daoxuan's cultivation level had broken through at that very instant.
