"Ascend. If all the worlds perish and the Great Dao falls, what is the point in us living on?"
A living fossil sighed.
It had lived since the Second Tribulation.
It could truly be called a living fossil.
During the brief yet brilliant era of the Extreme Dao, it had failed to break its shackles.
But it had long since grown indifferent to life and death.
If there was no hope to fight for, then it would offer itself up as kindling. It would burn to illuminate the future. Though its light might be insignificant, at least its end would come in a blaze of glory, leaving no regrets.
And so,
after the Extreme Daoists, the world's Peak Primordial Chaos experts began their ascent!
'Burn myself to light the way for others?'
But not everyone was so fearless.
Some Primordial Chaos experts clung to the hope of getting lucky.
