"To report to you the intention atop the Golden Terrace, to carry the Jade Dragon and die for you."
Chu Xiu heard this and only chuckled softly, without giving much of a response.
He pointed to the Heavenly Peak.
Threads of blood were spreading throughout this world, converging like a tornado.
Twelve portals howled, vaguely forming a vortex.
At this moment, Old Master Jiang finally understood the source of the strangeness in his heart... Chu Xiu's aura was indeed only at the Initial Realm, but he hadn't neglected his cultivation all these years.
He was feeding his flesh and blood to the twelve Void Gates at the Heavenly Peak.
As flesh and blood dissipated, primordial energy was completely dispersed.
Chu Xiu's realm grew lower and lower.
"This is..."
A strong sense of unease arose in Jiang Lie's heart.
He looked towards the Heavenly Peak.
The twelve doors seemed to be showing signs of merging.
