Shi Hao nodded, confirming the other party's conjecture.
Sanzang took a sharp intake of breath.
He now understood why the celestial pressure that had just arrived was so exaggerated. Ao Sheng was a giant-level existence, a being that had brought the Realm of Kings to its utmost limit, with no path left to walk. It was said that Immortal Kings might break their lances and sink into the sand, fall in a bloody demise, and leave their corpses drifting in the endless mortal world, but there had never been any talk of a giant meeting such a fate.
At that level, life could truly be considered undying and indestructible. Even a sliver of memory of such an individual in someone's mind could, with the power of time, potentially return to life. It had long exceeded the scope of regeneration from a single drop of blood.