His body and primordial spirit gradually became illusionary, like an illusion. The Qi of life also constantly disappeared from his body and merged into the world.
"Grand Supreme elder, Junior Master ..." Elder Qiu and the others cried out in grief.
The disciples from the various palaces also cried out in pain as they knelt down on the ground one by one.
"Go. Whether you live or die will depend on your luck." The Grand Elder waved his sleeve, and the illusionary figure disappeared with the wind.
The wind and clouds suddenly changed, and violent tremors came from underground. The ancient halls of the black Zen Supreme Palace that had stood for tens of millions of years collapsed one after another, turning into ruins.
A huge teleportation formation rose from the ground and enveloped everyone present.