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Time flowed by, its passage unknown.
Chaos trembled, stars wobbled, Liang Hui opened his eyes from his closed-door cultivation, gazing into the empty surroundings.
Feeling the Pure Yang Great Path before him once again, at this moment, he could hardly suppress the yearning of his Taoism Enlightenment to press onward.
Liang Hui was indifferent, savoring the draw coming from the origin of the Pure Yang Great Path.
It was only after a moment that he turned his gaze toward the Chaos.
"Is it time to leave?"
"What a pity, there are still some places I haven't had the chance to explore."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Another deafening roar sounded.
Everything around him began to dim, about to disappear.
The young man rose to his feet, smoothing out the wrinkles at the hem of his robe, standing atop the stars, waiting silently.
About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
