Tusita Palace, Thirty-Three Heavens.
"Crack—crack—" The crisp sound echoed continuously.
The young Daoist attendant stared in terror at the Heavenly Dao Stone floating in the center of the grand hall.
Right before his eyes, the cracks on the Heavenly Dao Stone rapidly expanded, spreading like crazed roots!
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Hall of Life and Death, Netherworld.
Lord Lao, still floating in midair and frantically flipping through the Book of Life and Death, suddenly lost his balance and crashed heavily to the ground.
The pages of the Book of Life and Death, once suspended in the air, fluttered down like falling blossoms.
The Yama Kings, prostrated on the ground, were all stricken with terror, yet not one dared step forward to help.
After a moment, Lord Lao struggled to his feet, eyes tightly shut, clutching his chest and trembling. He tilted his head back and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He stood there in a daze, watching as crimson blood fell like rain, soaking the scattered pages strewn across the ground.
"This is... this is..." His body trembled as Lord Lao gave a faint, distant smile. "The Heavenly Dao has completely shifted... Hehehe... What exactly has Simon Stone done...?"
In tens of thousands of years, no one had ever forced Lord Lao into such a predicament.
Squinting and gritting his teeth, he pressed his hands together and tapped his own chest.
I can't leave yet... Just a little longer. Soon, I'll know where the canary's soul has gone!
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Tusita Palace.
The cracks on the Heavenly Dao Stone abruptly stopped spreading, but its original luster and the flickering inscriptions vanished. At this moment, the Heavenly Dao Stone looked like nothing more than an ordinary floating black rock.
"Master actually... sealed his Heavenly Dao cultivation?" The young Daoist attendant stared up, eyes wide in astonishment.
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