This is an unimaginable grand sound.
Indescribable, beyond words.
It resembles the shattering of golden artifacts, yet also the mourning of heaven and earth.
Across the celestial vault and Nine Netherworld, the four seas and vast deserts, all beings, spiritual or otherwise, felt this ethereal sound.
Everyone looked up, gazing at the sky.
The world suddenly brightened, as if torn apart.
An unfathomable brilliance spread across the celestial vault, flowing in all directions.
In this world, all cultivators accomplished in their cultivation rose and looked aghast at the celestial vault.
For those who have attained the Dao, there were early signs of this day.
Yet when it truly happened, it sent chills through one's heart and spirit, beyond words.
The True Immortal has fallen!
The last supreme being who could suppress the world, today, amidst heavenly mourning, departed to the afterlife.
