Tian Yongheng stood motionless, his gaze remaining fixed upon the place where the Sword Venerable had been sitting moments ago.
The system notification still floated quietly before his eyes.
[Your good friend, the Sword Venerable, has reached the end of his lifespan and passed away, his Dao dissipating.]
For some reason, those simple words felt unusually heavy.
In his previous life, he had never personally witnessed the death of someone who had truly reached the end of their lifespan.
Even after entering this world, Tian Hai's situation had been different. His soul had entered reincarnation, transforming into Wang Chen now, there would be another meeting someday.
But for the Sword Venerable...
There would be no next life or reincarnation.
The Immortal Dao was as cruel as it was grand.
Sixteen million years of cultivation, experiences, memories, everything had vanished in a single instant.
