Outside the crystalline halo, Xiao Xuan sat quietly cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, like an old monk in deep meditation. His body had become much more ethereal than it had been a month ago.

Moreover, he was beginning to look old, and everyone could see that he was now truly on his last legs, but he was still stubbornly waiting.

On the ground, many energy beings looked at Xiao Xuan's gradually fading body and felt somewhat sad. There is nothing more heartbreaking than the decline of a hero.

Xiao Xuan was an unparalleled figure, both in life and after death, but now he exudes the weariness of an ordinary old man.

The eyes beneath the white eyebrows trembled slightly, then slowly opened. Xiao Xuan looked at the halo in front of him, a smile appearing on his aged face, and his body became even more ethereal at this moment.

"Little one, my days are numbered!"

The old man's soft murmurs echoed in the sky.

For Xiao Jue, who was deep in the ocean of souls, January in the Heavenly Tomb felt like a year.

A colossal phantom of a soul sat cross-legged above the ocean, thick clouds obscuring the entire world, and the phantom of the soul grew increasingly solid.

Later, it almost transformed into a massive, real giant hundreds of feet tall, resembling a Xiao Jue magnified many times over!

His breathing was like thunder, and thick clouds of mist surged into his nostrils like dragons, his hair flowed like a thousand-foot waterfall, and his clothes billowed, creating a terrifying giant wave on the sea.

A faint aura, as if ruling over the world, slowly emanated from that enormous soul body.

That aura was like the master of the soul!

Inside the Heavenly Tomb, as the last day of the second month arrived, many energy beings sighed inwardly, for the aged figure in the sky had faded to the point of being almost transparent.

Even so, the old man continued to wait quietly, a stubborn belief protecting him as he dwindled in life, allowing him to remain in the world.

"It seems... I won't be able to wait any longer."

In the silent world, the figure that had become almost transparent rippled slightly. Xiao Xuan smiled slightly, but his eyes revealed a hint of regret.

"Little one, I'm very relieved to have you in the Xiao Clan. Goodbye..."

Xiao Xuan's eyes slowly closed, and his body grew fainter and fainter.

"boom!"

However, just as Xiao Xuan's body was about to vanish into nothingness, the space of the Heavenly Tomb suddenly trembled violently.

A wave of energy, seemingly the master of heaven and earth, spread out rapidly. Wherever this wave passed, almost all energy bodies couldn't help but prostrate themselves down. The pressure was irresistible!

Sensing this fluctuation, a look of relief finally appeared in Xiao Xuan's eyes, which were about to dissipate.

"Descendant Xiao Jue respectfully bids farewell to his ancestor!"

Amidst countless shocked gazes, a breathtakingly tall figure, thousands of feet tall, rapidly appeared in the sky and then slowly knelt down on one knee before Xiao Xuan.

The thousand-foot-tall figure seemed to stand tall between heaven and earth. Beneath that figure, all the energy entities in the Heavenly Tomb trembled in fear. The terrifying pressure was almost enough to cause their bodies to explode.

In the sky, Xiao Xuan's body finally became completely ethereal, and his aged eyes were filled with relief as he disappeared.

After Xiao Xuan's body turned into nothingness, the huge figure remained kneeling on one knee between heaven and earth. After a long time, the enormous body slowly shrank, finally returning to its normal size and standing quietly in the sky.

"Ancestor..."

Xiao Jue stared at the spot where Xiao Xuan had disappeared, murmured softly, then stretched out his palm and gently clenched it in the void. As he clenched his palm, an invisible point of light, which was impossible for ordinary people to see, appeared in his hand.

This is Xiao Xuan's life imprint. Only those whose souls have reached the Emperor Realm can see this kind of life imprint. Otherwise, even if his own Dou Qi has reached the late stage of the Nine-Star Dou Sheng, he would not be able to sense this mysterious existence.

From a certain perspective, Xiao Xuan is now basically a ghost, his soul scattered. The once mighty powerhouse who dominated the Dou Qi Continent has completely vanished from this world.

However, this is not the case for Xiao Jue, who has stepped into the Emperor Realm of Soul. This life imprint may be able to give Xiao Xuan life again.

However, even Xiao Jue, whose soul had reached the Emperor Realm, could not accomplish this. Perhaps he would only be able to do so when he truly entered that legendary realm in the future.

Regardless, it is always a hope, however distant, that keeps the fire burning in one's heart.

In his palm, an invisible life mark slowly rose and then entered Xiao Jue's brow, where it was guarded by his soul power, which was as vast as heaven and earth.

Perhaps, a long time from now, this old man who gave everything for the Xiao clan will be able to reappear in the world.

After carefully storing the life imprint, Xiao Jue let out a soft breath and looked down at the world of the Heavenly Tomb.

Although only two months had passed here, and less than half a month in Zhongzhou, he had spent nearly two years in the Tomb of the Heavenly Tomb.

It took him two years to completely refine the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb. Fortunately, time within the Heavenly Tomb had changed; otherwise, by the time he emerged from seclusion after these two years, the outside world would have no idea what it had become.

"An Emperor-level Soul!"

Xiao Jue clenched his fist slightly, gazed into the distance, and a strange state of mind rose from his heart. It felt as if the entire Heavenly Tomb space was under his control.

"burst!"

Xiao Jue stretched out his palm and suddenly grabbed at the void. A stone mountain tens of thousands of feet away instantly exploded into dust without warning.

His soul power, along with the turning of his thoughts, spread to every corner of the Heavenly Tomb. The extent of this spread was countless times stronger than that of Xiao Jue before.

Moreover, wherever his soul spreads, his attack can travel thousands of miles and be launched in an instant.

The Emperor Realm Soul and the Heaven Realm Great Perfection are separated by only one step; one is heaven, and the other is earth!

There is no comparison between the two. Only by truly experiencing the power of the Emperor Realm can one understand why this barrier of the heavens cannot be crossed even if one tries one's entire life.

Because between the two... one is a god, and the other is a mortal!

With Xiao Jue suspended in the sky and Xiao Xuan gone, there was no reason for him to linger in this Heavenly Tomb.

However, because he had refined and devoured the soul of the Heavenly Tomb, Xiao Jue could feel that he had absolute control over this space.

(End of this chapter)

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