610: Chapter 610

The fractured space along the edge of the Heavenly Abyss had not yet fully closed.

But the road was gone.

Gu Zhan was gone.

Chen Yang was gone.

You Chen was gone, too.

Even the azure pagoda had vanished into that road, leaving not a single trace behind.

Qin Yun stood where he was, unmoving for a long time.

There were still many people around.

Great Emperors who were severely injured, Heavenly Emperors who looked dejected, and a group of Saint-realm Cultivators standing far away.

After the road above the Heavenly Abyss closed completely, the expressions of everyone present changed.

Some stared at the spot where the True Road had vanished, their lips trembling.

"It's just gone like that?"

No one answered.

Someone suddenly rushed out, lunging toward the edge of the Heavenly Abyss, clawing wildly with both hands as if wanting to drag that road back out.

After grabbing twice, a remnant of space curled, and half an arm was gone on the spot.

The man's face twisted in pain, but he refused to retreat.

"Impossible."

"The Immortal Path cannot just close like this."

"Open for me."

"Open it again."

Still, no one paid him any heed.

The next moment, the man was forcibly dragged back by his sect mates.

Qin Yun finally moved.

One step.

Two steps.

He walked to the spot where the True Road had originally hung.

There was only a faint ripple of space left there.

He raised his hand and pressed it against it.

He spread out his Divine Thought.

His Heart Heavy Pupils opened as well.

The cracks in the Law left by the previous battle unfolded layer by layer in his vision; the suppression marks of the azure pagoda were still there, a trace of vitality from the World Tree sapling remained, and he could even find a bit of the filthy Qi left by the hand that the "Emperor" had reached out with.

Only the road was gone; nothing was left.

He did not believe it.

With a slight exertion of force from his fingertips, he tore an opening directly into that space.

The void book and void treasure lit up simultaneously.

Chaos Qi pressed down.

The space was stretched, creaking loudly.

The opening grew wider and wider.

Everyone at the edge of the Heavenly Abyss looked over.

A Heavenly Emperor whispered, "He still wants to force open the Immortal Path."

Qin Yun ignored him.

After the opening was stretched to its limit, there was nothing inside but chaotic turbulence; there wasn't even a wisp of guidance leading to the True Road.

There was no end.

There was no direction.

He stepped directly inside.

The next moment, he retreated back out.

The turbulence was too chaotic.

Qin Yun's expression did not change; he tried another method.

He brought out all his treasures.

The life book, death book, and void book all hovered before him.

The life treasure, death coffin, and void treasure also floated up.

The six supreme treasures resonated together, attempting to follow the lingering rhythm left by the True Road to drag its coordinates back out from the void.

Hum.

The treasure light blanketed the edge of the Heavenly Abyss.

Everyone held their breath.

But after waiting for a long time, the six treasures only vibrated in mid-air a few times before slowly dimming.

It still didn't work.

Qin Yun did not stop.

He fully unleashed his Chaos Body.

Life, death, Yin and Yang circulated within his body, and he forcibly pushed his power to the level of a Heavenly Emperor to its limit.

He raised his hand again.

He slashed the Taihuang Sun-Rending directly toward the sky above the Heavenly Abyss.

A flash of white light.

The entire firmament was sliced open, revealing a massive rift.

Yet, behind the rift, there was still nothing.

No road.

No bridge.

No Gu Zhan, no Chen Yang, no You Chen; not a shadow of them.

There was only emptiness.

A deathly emptiness.

An old Heavenly Emperor stood not far away, watching Qin Yun strike repeatedly, and his lips moved.

"Stop trying."

"An Immortal Path that has closed cannot be pried open again by brute force."

Qin Yun still did not stop.

Chaos Qi rose in his palm again, as he tried to use the Fixed Immortal Travel to touch the final vanishing point of that road.

He had used every method possible.

Yet every time, the result was the same.

No response.

No traction.

It was as if that road had never appeared.

Or perhaps it had appeared, but had been completely stripped away from this world.

A sigh suddenly came from behind him.

"Let's disperse."

"There is nothing left to fight for."

"Continuing to waste time here is just futile."

The experts who had previously refused to leave finally began to retreat.

Some were unwilling, standing rooted to the spot.

Some looked back several times, their eyes filled with desolation.

Others stared at the Heavenly Abyss, looking dazed, as if they had aged many years in an instant.

"I thought I would be able to go up and take a look in this lifetime."

"To think it was still not enough."

"Perhaps from the very beginning, it was never a road for us to walk."

The murmurs grew quieter and quieter.

Soon, group after group of people left.

The flying palaces, war chariots, and ancient boats of the Nine Great Heavenly Continents began to withdraw one after another.

The bustle at the edge of the Heavenly Abyss dissipated completely.

The number of remaining people dwindled.

The previously restless Weird Clan also sank back down.

The black tide receded.

The filthy Qi did not surge up again.

But this was not safety.

It was merely dormancy.

Qin Yun continued to search.

From the edge of the Heavenly Abyss, he found the cross-section where the True Road had originally stood.

He searched along both sides from the cross-section, even digging out and examining the fragments of the seal shattered by the false road piece by piece.

He even followed the traces where the World Tree sapling had taken root, walking a distance deeper into the depths.

The result was still the same.

Nothing.

There was nothing at all.

Time passed slowly.

Qin Yun was still there.

Some Cultivators who arrived later saw that figure from afar, their faces filled with oddity.

"He hasn't left yet?"

"No."

"What is he looking for?"

"Who knows. Perhaps he is just unwilling to give up."

Others whispered, "Don't go near him."

"Maybe this person has gone mad; whoever touches him will be unlucky."

Thus, everyone walked around him.

Qin Yun did not care.

He stopped at the edge of the Heavenly Abyss once more, raising his hand to press against that space that had long since calmed.

It was cold beneath his palm.

There was not a single ripple.

He stood for a long time, but in the end, he withdrew his hand.

The road had truly vanished.

You Chen, Chen Yang, and Gu Zhan would not be coming back either.

Staying here any longer was just a futile waste of time.

The wind blew up from the depths of the Heavenly Abyss, whipping up his hem.

Qin Yun stood at the empty edge, a sense of loss rising within him.

Ahead, there was no road.

Old friends were gone.

Even the azure pagoda was gone.

Qin Yun lowered his head and glanced at his palm.

It was very clean.

There was nothing there.

The last bit of spatial fluctuation at the edge of the Heavenly Abyss dissipated completely at this moment.

Qin Yun stared at that empty space, and only after a long while did he slowly exhale.

Then, he turned around.

The entire world behind him had become empty.

No Flying Boats.

No experts.

No human voices.

There was only a land filled with cracks and ruins left behind after the great battle.

He walked forward a few steps, then stopped again.

Where to go?

This question was placed before him for the first time in earnest.

Return to the Shenxuan Heavenly Continent?

Return to the Yuanhuang Heavenly Continent?

Go to the Eastern Lands?

Go find the other heavenly books and heavenly treasures of the nine continents?

Or continue to stay here?

There was no answer.

At this moment, even Qin Yun himself rarely felt a trace of bewilderment.

He stood there for a long time, and in the end, only looked back at the Heavenly Abyss once.

His gaze was incredibly heavy.

"I will return."

Then, Qin Yun lifted his feet and left.

His figure moved along the desolate boundary, gradually fading into the distance.

No one saw him off.

No one was waiting.

On this stretch of road, he was finally left all alone.