Within the Yuzhu Secret Realm, the various exits leading to the outside world were slowly closing, one by one.
As the Secret Realm gradually annihilated and collapsed, more and more Cultivators were crushed and torn apart by an irresistible void force. Their bodies and souls were obliterated amidst bloodcurdling screams, vanishing completely into nothingness, leaving not even a chance for reincarnation.
At this moment, not a single living soul remained in the vast Yuzhu Secret Realm. There was only a dead silence.
His Life Origin completely dissipated, Xiao Mo fell silently from the sky like a kite with a severed string.
However, just as he was about to crash heavily onto the ground, a gentle breeze suddenly swept past, lifting him slowly and catching him securely.
The breeze then slowly coalesced into the form of a woman with picturesque features and a graceful bearing.
She gently cradled Xiao Mo in her arms, carefully descending from the sky back to the ground.
