Chapter 1132: The End of the Dao Source

A deep, resonant hum suddenly vibrated through the very fabric of the Dao Source Land. It was not a sound one heard with their ears, but a tremor felt deep within the soul, a fundamental shift in the world's rhythm. Stanley Luo, who was moving like a phantom through a petrified forest, his divine sense locked onto the faint aura of an Exalted Blade Pavilion disciple miles away, came to an abrupt halt. The ground beneath his feet trembled, and the ancient, unyielding trees around him began to...