156: Chapter 156 The Final "Highbrow" Moment!

He had completely given up.

The pulling force descending from the sky was simply not something he could resist. Struggling further would yield no result other than completely ruining his image before "Ascension."

What was even more critical was that countless gazes from below were converging on him. Those gazes were a mix of shock, worship, fanaticism, and a hint of envy.

No. His image couldn't crumble. This was his final bit of stubbornness.

Su Changge steeled his heart and simply stopped mobilizing the pitiful amount of spiritual energy in his body, allowing that force to pull his body upward slowly. Since he couldn't resist, he might as well put on a good show.

He slowly turned around, facing the collapsing land below. He lowered his head. His gaze crossed the rolling clouds beneath his feet, looking down at the tiny figures on the ground.

Mo Wentian looked up, his mouth wide open, his face a mix of anxiety and reverence. Lin Gujian's longsword had already been sheathed; he was simply looking at him with an almost pilgrim-like gaze.

And then there was Xiao Fan—the guy who had always harbored hostility towards him but had once again been crushed by reality. Now, his eyes held only confusion and a sense of conviction that even he hadn't noticed.

Liu Ruyan, and other unnamed prodigies... Su Changge took in everyone's expressions.

He suddenly realized he had to do something else before leaving. This wasn't just to harvest another wave of emotion points.

It was also to soothe these people's hearts. After all, this Secret Realm was collapsing so violently that whether they could survive was still an unknown.

Let's treat it as... a final farewell.

Su Changge sighed in his heart and mobilized the last bit of emotion points remaining in his account. [Words Become Law: Calm].

A special effect so weak it was almost negligible. But at this moment, it was enough.

Half of his body had already disappeared into the pitch-black crack. He looked at everyone below gazing up at him and parted his lips slightly.

Without using any spiritual energy, he simply spoke two words in the most ordinary voice.

"Don't worry."

The voice wasn't loud; it was light as a feather. However, when these two words fell into the ears of the crowd below, they produced a strange effect.

The voice carried a peculiar soothing power, brushing over everyone's hearts.

The panic caused by the Secret Realm's collapse, and the trembling brought by the pressure of the Upper Realm.

The mind agitated by witnessing the "return of the Immortal Venerable." All chaotic emotions were gently smoothed over by these two words at this moment.

The entire world fell silent.

Mo Wentian's whole body shook. He understood instantly. This was the final protection the Senior had given them before leaving!

Even as he returned to the Immortal Realm, the Senior was still concerned about them, these ants in the Mortal world! What magnanimity! What compassion!

"Senior..." Mo Wentian's lips trembled, unable to say another complete sentence. His eyes actually felt a bit warm.

Others also felt that heart-soothing power.

They watched the white-clothed figure about to completely disappear into the crack, and the shock, gratitude, and worship in their hearts reached a peak. To them, this was no longer a simple farewell. This was a parting gift from a deity!

Lin Gujian gripped his sword hilt. He could clearly feel that the spiritual energy in his body, which had been chaotic due to the Secret Realm's collapse, was gradually calming down.

Not only that, but the Heart Demon originally born from witnessing the pressure of the Upper Realm also vanished without a trace under the soothing of these two words.

"Is this... the Sound of the Dao?" he murmured to himself, a flash of realization crossing his eyes.

No, this wasn't an ordinary Sound of the Dao. This was a gift from a higher-level existence to low-level Cultivators. Just two words could wipe out a Heart Demon and stabilize one's Dao Heart. This kind of method surpassed the scope of his understanding.

Liu Ruyan closed her eyes. She could feel that her Meridians, damaged by forcibly activating a secret technique, were self-repairing at an incredible speed.

That gentle power was like spring rain nourishing things—silent and invisible, yet omnipresent.

"Senior... just what kind of existence are you..." She opened her eyes, looking at the figure about to disappear, her heart surging with an indescribably complex emotion.

Xiao Fan stood in the crowd, his face pale. He had originally thought he was strong enough.

He had originally thought that as long as he worked a bit harder, he could catch up to that person's footsteps.

But now he understood that the gap between him and that person was simply not something that could be bridged by effort. It was the gap between heaven and earth. The gap between a Mortal and a deity.

He took a deep breath and slowly knelt down. This kneel was not submission, but awe.

Awe for the strong, awe for the unknown, and awe for the existence about to leave this world.

His kneel seemed to trigger a chain reaction. The surrounding prodigies knelt down one after another. No one organized it, no one ordered it; everyone spontaneously performed the same action.

They knelt on the collapsing land, looking up at the white-clothed figure about to disappear, seeing him off.

Su Changge didn't know his two words would trigger such a huge reaction. After he finished speaking, his vision went black.

His final consciousness lingered on the slowly closing giant black crack. The sky was once again occupied by dense collapsing cracks. And Su Changge completely lost consciousness.

The moment the crack closed, the collapse of the entire Secret Realm suddenly accelerated.

Large areas of the ground began to cave in, and the cracks in the Void Realm became more and more numerous and dense. Those peaks that were still relatively stable also began to collapse one by one.

But among the prodigies kneeling on the ground, not a single person panicked. Their hearts were surprisingly calm.

The power of those two words still echoed in their bodies. That heart-soothing power allowed them to remain calm even in this apocalyptic scene.

Mo Wentian stood up. He turned around, looked at the prodigies still kneeling around him, and spoke in a deep voice: "Everyone, Senior has left.

But what he left us is not just this protection, but also an expectation."

"He hopes we can live."

"So, we cannot fail his expectations."

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears. One by one, they stood up. They looked at Mo Wentian, the desire for survival reignited in their eyes.

"Brother Mo is right." Lin Gujian drew his longsword. "Since Senior said 'Don't worry,' he wants us not to worry about him. What we need to do now is survive."

"Survive, and then become stronger. Strong enough that one day, we can catch up to Senior's footsteps." His words were met with everyone's agreement.

Liu Ruyan also stood up. She glanced at the crack in the sky that had completely closed and said softly, "Although the Secret Realm is collapsing, the exit should still be there. We must find the exit as quickly as possible and leave this place."

"Indeed." Xiao Fan also regained his composure. "Although the Secret Realm is collapsing quickly, we still have time. As long as we work together, we will definitely find the exit."

The group quickly sprang into action. They no longer paid attention to the crack that had disappeared from the sky, but instead focused all their attention on finding the exit.

The Secret Realm was still collapsing, but their hearts were surprisingly firm. Because they knew that although that person had left, the power he left behind was still protecting them.