Two flayed human skins fluttered through the starry sky.
The laughter of Xuanqing and the wailing of Talisman intertwined, almost delirious, almost frantic.
In the end, only boundless sorrow remained for the two of them.
They seemed to be lamenting their own fate, yet also bemoaning the fate of all beings in the Yin Yang Universe.
The Heavenly Monarchs from both the black and white factions had grim expressions on their faces.
They had long speculated about the truth of the universe, but it was far heavier than they had imagined.
Ming River Heavenly Monarch forced a smile: "So that's how it is, that's how it is!"
"The first Heavenly Monarch of my White Dao has pursued the cosmic truth so desperately, only for this outcome!"
Golden Que Heavenly Monarch silently invoked his Mystical Technique, "So that's why, the first Heavenly Monarch of each generation ends their days in such desolation, ultimately choosing to travel to the Origin Ancient Land to pass away in meditation."
