Mu Changqing coughed, looking at his completely white long hair and wrinkled skin. His expression remained calm, as if he had seen through life and death and was not afraid of death.
He shook his head and said softly.
"Death is also a new beginning. Why do you insist on this, Mo Yi? After so many years, you still haven't found your own path. You truly disappoint me."
Mo Yi's eyes flickered upon hearing this. Her aura instantly erupted, shattering the sky and touching the gray mist outside.
The entire Great Desolation world trembled at this moment.
They looked up at the sky, watching the extreme light that enveloped the entire Great Desolation world, filled with fear.
Rolling pressure suppressed the great era.
"Is it her? She has broken through and transformed again. Is there truly an immortal in this world?"
Some powerful beings exclaimed, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
Mo Yi gently flicked her sleeve, and her aura instantly subsided.
She looked intently at Mu Changqing, her eyes filled with childish expectation for his praise.
Mu Changqing smiled upon seeing this and said weakly.
"Leave. This world is too small. With the method I bestowed upon you, you can step into a new great era and forge your own path."
Mo Yi remained silent. After a moment of contemplation, she spoke stubbornly.
"I will escort you for the last time before I leave."
Upon hearing this, Mu Changqing said nothing more.
The mortal world was prosperous but filled with endless joys and sorrows.
The people were narrow-minded, not knowing the splendor of the Great Dao.
This was the difference between him and the world. Even with seven emotions and six desires, and transforming into a mortal body.
Mu Changqing still adhered to his path, and no matter how alluring the mortal world was, it could not stop him.
"Sir, you..."
The Chieftain of the Great Desert clan spoke, intending to persuade him further.
Mu Changqing shook his head and said.
"Say no more. Life and death are fated, and fate is unpredictable. I understand your thoughts. Rise and fall are but common occurrences, like fireworks that after a moment of brilliance quickly wither away."
With that, Mu Changqing waved his hand, signaling everyone to retreat.
Only Mo Yi knelt stubbornly by the bedside, unwilling to leave.
Mu Changqing smiled, glanced at Mo Yi, and then closed his eyes, looking tired.
A mortal's life is a hundred years, a truth that cannot be changed in any era.
In this life, if Mu Changqing's mortal period alone were counted, it had already exceeded one hundred and thirty years.
Among mortals, this was already the limit.
This was what it meant to die of old age.
Watching Mu Changqing's life force gradually ebb away, a flicker of bewilderment and panic crossed Mo Yi's delicate face.
She knew that Mu Changqing was an transcendent existence and would not truly die.
Yet, she was afraid that Mu Changqing would indeed die completely.
Her aura flowed, filled with immortal light. A strong life force surged from her right hand, vaguely visible.
She was struggling, her palm moving closer and then pulling away.
"No... I cannot let you..."
Before she could finish speaking, Mu Changqing's aura suddenly ceased, disappearing completely, returning to silence.
Mo Yi's aura suddenly froze, and her face became stunned.
Mu Changqing's aura had ceased too abruptly, making it difficult for her to believe.
"No... Sir is a transcendent existence, how could he die?"
Mo Yi, in terror, poured a dense life force into Mu Changqing's body.
However, no matter how heaven-defying her methods were, they were of no avail.
The entire ancestral land of the Great Desert clan suddenly erupted with terrifying immortal light, so brilliant that one dared not look directly at it, constantly reflecting celestial phenomena.
That terrifying aura made the entire Great Desolation world tremble with fear.
Faintly, a mournful sound echoed between heaven and earth, as if bidding farewell to a saint.
This scene was somewhat comical.
But also reasonable.
To the outside world, Mu Changqing was indeed the source of darkness, the greatest nightmare of all realms.
To the Great Desolation world, this era of declining magic, he was like a saint.
He re-established order, perfected the laws of the Great Dao, created methods, and passed them down. His contributions were unprecedented and will never be surpassed.
Now, Mu Changqing was recognized by this world. The moment he perished, heaven and earth mourned together.
Of course, this world was too weak to perceive Mu Changqing's true identity.
Even beings at the level of Ancestral Gods could not deduce anything related to Mu Changqing.
"A saint has fallen, and heaven and earth mourn."
In the Great Desolation world, supreme powerhouses at the mortal realm perceived everything and guessed the truth behind the celestial phenomena.
All living beings in the Great Desolation world knelt in unison, feeling the compassion from heaven and earth, empathizing with it.
Three days later, Mu Changqing was buried deep within the ancestral land of the Great Desert clan.
Mo Yi used her means as a Mortal Immortal to isolate all perception, creating a forbidden zone field that was independent of the mortal world.
And she, completely unrestrained, left this world.
Her departure was not to enter the gray ancestral lands, but to step into unknown planes, carrying a brand-new cultivation system, embarking on a path uniquely her own.
Time flowed, and ten thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.
The name of Mu Changqing, the Saint, was forever passed down in the Great Desolation world.
Seas changed into mulberry fields, and eras alternated.
Powers declined in an instant.
Just as Mu Changqing had predicted, the Great Desert clan, having lost the protection of Mu Changqing and Mo Yi, quickly fell from its dominant position.
In just ten thousand years, it began to disintegrate, targeted by various newly rising great powers, who jointly drove it from its supreme position.
The Chieftain of the Great Desert clan was severely wounded and killed by the siege of the peak powerhouses of the Great Desolation world. Several top powerhouses were deliberately killed.
From then on, the Great Desert clan rapidly contracted its forces, withdrew from the Great Desolation stage, and returned to its ancestral land.
The powerhouses of the Great Desolation world, adhering to the principle of cutting grass by the roots, quickly reacted, forming an alliance again to surround the entire ancestral land of the Great Desert clan.
The embryonic model of the dimensional world that Mu Changqing had constructed with his mortal body was far from complete and could not withstand the erosion of time.
Now, the Great Desert clan returned to its former territory, relying on the various residual traces left by Mu Changqing, barely holding off the joint siege of the top powers of the entire Great Desolation world.
The great battle lasted for a thousand years.
On this day, all the remaining top powerhouses of the Great Desert clan gathered in one place, a gloomy and worried atmosphere enveloping the entire assembly hall.
"Damn it, if our ancestor hadn't left this world, how would they dare to attack our Great Desert clan?"
"Alas, the wind will destroy the tree that stands out in the forest. This is an eternal truth. Since Mr. passed away and our ancestor left, they have been coveting us, always eyeing our clan."
"Hmph! If it weren't for Mr. creating the world, preaching the Dao, and perfecting the laws of heaven and earth, how could they have reached the peak of the mortal realm, how could they have achieved the realm of Mortal Immortals? A pack of ungrateful wretches."
"The great formation can't hold anymore. What should we do?"
After a long time, someone finally raised the greatest crisis facing the Great Desert clan, sighing.
"What to do? Fight! Our Great Desert clan rose from humble beginnings, how can we fear them? We'll fight to the death if necessary!"
Everyone was furious, preparing for a desperate battle.
Just then, a mocking laugh came, containing the terrifying laws of an immortal, and it echoed from millions of miles away.
"Fight to the death? All the Mortal Immortals of your Great Desert clan have perished. How can you fight to the death? Utterly laughable. Surrender and hand over Mr.'s遗物 (relics), and your Great Desert clan's lineage can remain."
In the sky and on the earth, a terrifying immortal light transformed into a giant palm millions of feet long, covering the sun and moon, and fiercely struck the Great Desert clan from above.
Instantly, a faint purple ripple spread out, barely blocking this terrifying blow from the Mortal Immortal level.
The entire Great Desert clan, however, was greatly affected, shaking violently, as if heaven and earth were collapsing, and doomsday had arrived.