"You despicable old ways of Heaven, do you know how much I hate you? Do you know how strong my desire is to end you right now?"

His tone was icy cold as Haotian stared intently at him.

He replied calmly, "I know, but have you considered what my disappearance means? Can you... bear to leave them behind?"

At the same time, the golden light on His body began to slowly dissipate, as if it would completely disappear at any moment.

The atmosphere around us was extremely cold.

The golden-haired Haotian beside Haotian only harbored murderous intent towards this 'senior'.

The killing intent emanating from the Heavenly Dao means that He will fall into a level of being abhorred and isolated by the Heavenly Dao.

To put it bluntly, it means being abandoned and rejected by heaven and earth.

Ordinary cultivators would probably suffer endless misfortune as a result, but He was different; He too had once been a part of the Heavenly Dao.

However, the old way of Heaven is itself rejected by the current way of Heaven.

Haotian remained silent, hesitating whether or not to... put an end to her tragic life, thus bringing an end to the wicked Him before her eyes.

The old Him spoke slowly once more: "The reason I came is so that you would no longer have to live in constant fear. You also hope that they can grow, don't you? The special being among them, when they are able to wield their swords against me, that will be the moment when you and I go to the Chaos together. At that point, I will withdraw."

Although He who was beside Haotian did not want to let Him leave, He ultimately let Him go.

Because His death means the death of Haotian.

Haotian stared blankly at the desktop.

The once golden chess pieces had all vanished, leaving only four remaining.

Haotian murmured, "When they are able to wield their swords against me, that will be the moment when you and I together enter the chaos..."