Li Qiye had two choices before him. First, either gamble and see if they would be the first to fall or Samsara’s past self. The second was to recall his dao heart back in order to stop this Chrono Disk.

　　“Buzz.” The momentum wasn’t the only victim to the disk. Even Samsara was aging at a rapid rate.

　　In just a short time, Samsara had lost all of his vigor and life. He became only skin and bone with fingers like chicken feet.

　　The trade-off in using the Chrono Disk was immense and to make it even worse, the past self was using it. If it was his present self was doing so, there was still a chance to recover. This wasn’t the case for the past self. This physical expenditure was permanently lost.

　　This was the reason why he was so hesitant on using the disk despite his immense power.

　　“Buzz.” The two sides were suffering the withering property of the disk. Who knows who will make it to the end?

　　“Fellow Daoist, I don’t think I’ll be the first to fall.” Samsara was decrepit with one foot in the grave but his temperament remained the same - cool and collected.

　　“I feel the same way about myself.” Li Qiye chuckled. Though he and the emperors were mustering all the power in their wills, it was still a desperate struggle due to the power of time. Just being one step late was more than enough for Samsara to take advantage of the situation and for the disk to corrode the grand momentum. Li Qiye’s group couldn’t stop this from going worse, let alone reversing the tide.

　　Samsara had a way with words: “I used to have such confidence but as I lived long and longer, a few things changed. Live long enough and watch yourself become a saint, or a devil, or going insane all together. Which one are you, Fellow Daoist?”

　　In this juncture between life and death, he still spoke so profoundly. He and Saint were timeworn existences; one became a saint while the other a devil.

　　The insane crowd remained a mystery.

　　“None of the three, I am me.” Li Qiye was nonchalant despite being at a significant disadvantage: “If there is no path in front of me, I’ll make my own way.”

　　“I do hope for your success, but first, you need to get through this today before talking. I doubt your grand momentum will last much longer.” Samsara’s gray hair was fluttering in the wind. Some were even falling off but this didn’t bother him in the slightest.

　　“Crack! Crack!” Finally, the heavily withered barrier had multiple cracks. It has yet to completely collapse but weakening was inevitable. It was as if just the touch of a finger would topple it entirely.

　　“This doesn't look good…” The emperors were startled and crazily channeled the power of their wills into the momentum. Alas, this last-ditch effort was still useless. Just these cracks alone were fatal.

　　“He needs to recall his dao heart now!” The spectating emperors felt their heart hanging on a thread. 

　　Alas, Li Qiye had no intention of doing so. His dao heart was still in the river of time, resonating with Saint in order to destroy the darkness of the wildland.

　　“Rumble!” More cracks appeared everywhere on the barrier, too many to count.

　　It wouldn’t be long before the barrier goes down.

　　“Rumble!” More detonations resounded but it wasn’t from the grand momentum but rather, the horizon of the wildland.

　　The spectators outside turned their gaze. At the broken firmament was a person walking over. Each of his steps crushed the sky and left behind nearly permanent footprints.