His tranquil voice soon followed.
"Perhaps one day, the path of longevity will come to an end.
"Everyone will feel their own demise; we will all struggle helplessly, hopelessly, at the end of the road.
"But I hope that I can perceive the disintegration of heaven and earth, the evaporation of the Tao, the loss of the path to immortality.
"I hope I can do what I want to do."
At this point, the earth completely collapsed, all things turned into chaos, and no more possibilities remained.
The Tao melted away, and nothingness became everything.
At this time, everyone struggled to save themselves, as the power of the Tao began to disappear at a visible rate.
It seemed that everything would become predetermined.
This was the end of heaven and earth and all things.
However, Jiang Hao had stopped and slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at this nothingness.
This time, his ethereal and grand voice rose, as if the chanting of the Tao vibrated through the void: