This shadowy, barren domain was a realm crafted by Dao Zenithel Nanga himself. Within its confines, the Dao Zenithel commanded was nearly invincible.0

"Powerless?" True Saint Ji Guang's voice cracked with disbelief. "How could this be? You are a Dao Zenithel! Who could render you powerless?0

"And what terrible offense could Saint Hong Yun have committed to provoke a being capable of erasing all past, present, and future possibilities?"0

That which persists in memory continues to echo through existence. To be remembered is to exist anew—a trait of eternal powerhouses, particularly those who had pioneered their own Daos.0

For eternal lifeforms at the Perennial stage, death in battle meant true, irrevocable death. But one who pioneered their own Dao had created a Dao that belonged uniquely to them. 0

When they achieved eternity, traces of their Dao became permanently etched into the Primordial essence—leaving behind an imprint unique to them.0

Once seared into existence, their shadow persisted throughout all of spacetime—past, present, future, and every possible future. Thus, even if their true self fell, revival remained possible.0

Two paths to revival existed. First, through an immensely powerful being with profound understanding of the Primordial essence—one who could bend...0