This is so dishonest!

Chapter 528 Yu Chen as the Lord of Calamity; World Destruction in Progress! [8k]

【Da Luo Tian】.

The saints, who had been busy for a long time, gathered together again.

The Supreme Lord said, "The concept of the Great Luo Heaven is unprecedented in all of history. But you only talked about how to 'build' it, but not how to 'cross over' it."

He paused, then his voice clearly reached the ears of every holy being:

"Era change, all paths return to nothingness, the world reopens."

"This is not merely the annihilation of the laws, but the reappearance of the will that created the world. We... are about to face Pangu directly."

When the word "Pangu" was uttered, all the gods fell silent.

It is a taboo name, the source of all "existence" in this era, and the witness to all "end".

He is the creator and the settler.

Any being born in this era will face the most fundamental reckoning when confronting Him at the end of the era.

Xuan Qing was not surprised at all. He nodded calmly and uttered a sentence that made the gods ponder deeply:
"Facing Pangu head-on, a chaotic clash, neither winning nor losing, is the new era I desire."

His meaning was clear.

Having won, Pangu naturally took over and fled.

If you lose, Pangu will force you to take his place and then run away.

Both of these outcomes reflect Pangu's wishes.

Upon hearing this, a knowing glint flashed in the Supreme Lord's eyes, and he asked even more directly:
Who are you trying to scam?

The atmosphere instantly became awkward after these words were spoken.

The deities present were not fools; they immediately understood the true meaning of this grand scheme—they needed a "substitute," a being of sufficient stature, to replace them in the inevitable final showdown with Pangu.

Before Xuan Qing could answer, Yu Chen Daojun, stroking the Qingping Sword, his eyes gleaming with wisdom and calculation, said with a matter-of-fact smile:
"Is it Hongjun?"

He looked around at the crowd, shrugged, as if stating a universally known truth:

"The radiant and majestic Holy Heavenly Emperor, Hongjun, has committed countless evil deeds!"

"puff--"

Many of the saints almost couldn't help but burst out laughing.

This statement, though crude, is not without merit; it is a highly refined summary of various events that have occurred throughout countless eons of history.

The enormous mess of an epochal shift seems perfectly reasonable to have that Dao-aligned ancestor take the blame.

However, Xuan Qing slowly shook his head.

"Hongjun is not enough."

His words startled all the gods.

Even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who merged with the Heavenly Dao and existed almost as long as this era, was not enough to face Pangu.
Who else is qualified?
Xuan Qing didn't keep them in suspense. He uttered a name that had long been buried by the dust of time, yet it made the pupils of Yang Mei and other remnants of chaos shrink in shock.

"【Time Demon God】".

"I intend to retrieve Him."

The name seemed to possess a magical power, causing time and space within the temple to momentarily freeze.

Xuan Qing calmly explained, "When Pangu created the world, three thousand demon gods perished, and their original Dao became the foundation of the primordial world."

"Among them, the [Time Demon God] is the most special."

"He was not simply killed; everything about Him... including His true spirit, the Great Dao, and even the concept of His existence, was shattered by the power of Pangu and transformed into the long river of time that runs through this era."

Upon hearing this, all the gods gasped in astonishment.

They finally understood the terrifying logic behind it.

"It can be said that the Time Demon God did not die, but was suppressed by the power of the entire Pangu Era."

“Every moment we experience, every instant we live, is part of His body, and also the shackles that oppress Him!”

Xuan Qing's gaze became incredibly profound, as if he could already see the scene at the end of the era.

"When the era ends and all laws return to nothingness, the river of time and space will naturally collapse. That will be the day when the Time Demon God is freed."

"Moreover," he said, his words carrying a hint of unspoken expectation and calculation.

"After being freed, He will inherit the power of the entire epoch of time and space."

"That power is enough to confront Pangu directly."

A monster that was suppressed by the entire era, yet inherited the power of the entire era's spacetime at the end of the era!

The gods finally understood Xuanqing's plan. What a crazy yet ingenious idea it was! They didn't want a simple scapegoat, but a "pawn" capable of standing against Pangu and buying them enough time and space!
The Supreme Being now fully understood. He nodded and continued, clearly outlining the subsequent steps of the entire plan:
“I understand. According to the original plan, when this era comes to a perfect end, I will be able to use the merits of governing the world to cross the final step.”

He looked at Daoist Yu Chen: "Third brother, you'll have to work hard as the Lord of the Epoch, carrying out the act of destroying the world and completing the process of becoming the supreme being in the final calamity."

Then, his gaze fell on Rahu:
"Finally, we led all the immortals of the Xuanmen sect to collectively 'betray the Dao' and turn to the demonic path."

"In this way, the Dao will diminish and the demons will rise, the great trend will be perfected, and it can also help Fellow Daoist Rahu to transcend."

The Supreme Being's words, spoken slowly and deliberately, painted a breathtaking picture.

The end of an era will be perfectly utilized by these four giants, turning it into the final stairway for all four of them to ascend to eternity!
"With the four of us here."

The Supreme One concluded with absolute confidence in his eyes, "When the time comes to break free, we will fight Pangu. Regardless of who wins or loses, we will be able to safely usher in a new era within the Great Luo Heaven!"

At this moment, all the sacred beings fell silent.

Looking at Xuan Qing in the main seat, and at Tai Shang, Yu Chen, and Luo Hou beside him, they felt nothing but endless awe.

This is no longer following the trend, but creating it!
They transformed the most terrifying natural disaster of epochal change into a ritual that could be precisely controlled;
The fateful duel between the Chaos God and the Creator was turned into a "performance" to buy them time.
All participants were transformed into stepping stones for their eternal enlightenment.

"Then," Fuxi took a deep breath and asked the final question, "what...do we need to do?"

Xuanqing smiled.

"What you all need to do is very simple."

He stood up, his gaze sweeping over each sacred figure, his voice loud and firm.

"Go back and do your utmost to push this era to its most brilliant, glorious, and perfect peak! Then, join us in bringing this all to an end!"

"Only the most extreme prosperity can give birth to the most complete annihilation. And only by experiencing this ultimate cycle of birth and death can our Great Luo Heaven truly achieve immortality!"

"I will obey the command of the Heavenly Lord!"

All the gods rose and bowed in worship.

From that moment on, the fate of the primordial universe was definitively set within this sacred temple of the demon realm.

A grand finale, with the entire era as the chessboard and Pangu and the hours as the pieces, has officially begun.

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Emperor Shun, as the last of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, who bridged the past and the future, worked diligently to govern the world and made it increasingly prosperous.

While working diligently, he also developed his own personal hobbies, continuing the refined tastes of past humane rulers.

Shun was a great lover of music. He ordered his music official, Kui, to create a masterpiece of divine music called "Xiao Shao" using stones from the heavens and wood from the eastern sea.

As the music began, the musicians of the Phoenix Clan in the heavens were captivated, and they rode their divine birds to the capital, dancing gracefully around Chendu, attracting the phoenixes to their aid and bringing auspiciousness to the world.

At the same time, he was born with double pupils, an extraordinary feature, and also possessed an innate talent for the Dao of Time and Space, which made him proficient in the Dao of Time and Space.

Emperor Shun often left his body with his spirit after finishing his official duties, and traveled on the boundless river of time and space to observe the changes of the past and present and comprehend the profound mysteries of the Great Dao.

On this day, as usual, he strolled along the river of time, feeling the flow of time and the birth and death of all things.

Suddenly, in the eternal flow of the river of time, he saw a glimmer of light he had never seen before, faint yet clear.

Immediately afterwards, a small boat, entirely black and seemingly composed of the purest silence and nothingness, drifted slowly from the upper reaches of the distant river.

With a hint of curiosity and a desire to explore, Emperor Shun moved swiftly and landed on the mysterious ferryboat.

At the bow of the boat, a young man dressed in simple clothes is leisurely fishing with a long rod of unknown material. His aura is ethereal and uncertain, as if he is both here and yet in the distant past.

Beside him sat a squirrel wearing a straw hat, sighing and exuding an "air force" aura, and a little girl in red with a mischievous look in her eyes, full of curiosity about everything.

"Guests are always welcome. Fellow Daoist Chonghua, please have a seat." The young man who was fishing looked up at Emperor Shun as he boarded the boat, a gentle smile on his face. With a wave of his hand, an identical fishing rod appeared in front of Emperor Shun.

This person is one of Xuanqing's incarnations of the Great Dao, the Ferryman.

Emperor Shun was not polite. He could sense that the other party had no ill intentions, so he took the fishing rod and sat down on the edge of the boat with a calm demeanor.

"How long have you been fishing here, fellow Daoist?" Emperor Shun asked casually as he skillfully cast his line, his gaze fixed on the surging river.

"Not long ago, I just arrived too," Xuan Qing replied calmly.

His Dao incarnation, the Ferryman, had recently followed the will of his original self and "committed suicide" in the river of time and space, merging everything about himself into the river to complete a certain plan. He has only just reassembled his form and returned here.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Shun raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat surprised.

He pointed to a green bamboo fish basket next to Xuan Qing, in which more than ten silver-white fish, shimmering with the light of time's fragments, were jumping happily.

"Fellow Daoist, you've already gained so much since your arrival?"

Upon hearing this, the little squirrel that had been sighing nearby immediately perked up its ears.

Without making a sound, he swayed his fluffy, bushy tail, then quietly covered the empty fish basket at his feet with his straw hat, the movement flowing smoothly and seamlessly.

Xuan Qing glanced at Emperor Shun, then at the pretentious little squirrel beside him. He smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Chonghua just arrived, didn't you also gain something?"

Plop~~
Before Emperor Shun could grasp the meaning behind Xuanqing's words, he suddenly heard a clear splashing sound, and the fishing rod in his hand suddenly sank.

A fish has taken the bait, and it's quite heavy.

He quickly regained his composure, steadied himself, and pulled hard on the rod to reel in the line. A dazzling array of colors burst forth from the water—it was a fish with five-colored divine light flowing throughout its body, a truly extraordinary creature.

"It's a big catch?" The little squirrel, who had been catching nothing, suddenly turned his head. His small, black bean-like eyes widened as he stared intently at the colorful fish that Emperor Shun had caught, his mouth practically watering.

"Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist!" the little squirrel said eagerly, "How about I trade this fishing rod, which I have carefully crafted from the core branch of a five-needle pine—a primordial spiritual root—for your fish?"

"Master, this fish was caught by someone else." The mischievous little girl next to her couldn't help but whisper a reminder, her tone tinged with helplessness.

"What happened?"

The little squirrel declared confidently, "If Fellow Daoist Chonghua is willing to exchange, then it can be mine!"

"Does fellow Daoist really need it?" Emperor Shun asked gently, looking at the little squirrel's eager appearance.

"Of course! Absolutely necessary!" The little squirrel nodded repeatedly, its tail standing on end with excitement.

Seeing this, the girl silently covered her face with her small hands, looking as if she couldn't bear to look at her master's "shameful" appearance.

"Then change it."

Emperor Shun smiled and handed over the still lively, colorful fish without hesitation, his expression calm and without the slightest reluctance.

"Really?!" The little squirrel was overjoyed and could hardly believe his ears. He quickly handed the precious fishing rod in his hand to Emperor Shun, afraid that the other party would change his mind.

"Great! I caught a fish too! I didn't go home empty-handed today!" the little squirrel shouted excitedly, and hurriedly and carefully put the colorful fish into its fish basket, a bright smile spreading across its face.

Xuanqing's smile deepened as he watched this scene. He turned to Emperor Shun and said, "Fellow Daoist Chonghua, do you know how precious that five-colored fish you just exchanged is?"

Emperor Shun took the little squirrel's fishing rod. It felt warm and smooth to the touch, with the Daoist energy of the Five Elements flowing through it. He looked at Xuan Qing with curiosity: "Chonghua does not know, please enlighten me, fellow Daoist."

Xuan Qing's gaze was deep as he slowly said, "That is a fragment of the primordial spirit of the [Time Demon God]."

"【Time Demon God】? ​​The very first one?" Emperor Shun's heart stirred. He knew that there was also a new Time Demon God in this era, but Xuan Qing was clearly referring to the Chaos Demon God who had perished when Pangu created the world.

"Of course!"

Xuan Qing nodded, confirming his guess: "That fragment of primordial spirit contains the purest part of its Dao Fruit power, enough for a Great Luo Golden Immortal to comprehend for hundreds of millions of years."

"I see." Emperor Shun nodded slightly, his expression remaining calm.

There was no trace of regret on his face for missing out on the core power of a Chaos Demon God; it was as if he had simply traded it for an ordinary fish.

"Fellow Daoist Chonghua, you definitely won't lose out!" Seeing this, the little squirrel was afraid that Emperor Shun would think he had been tricked, so he quickly explained.

"The fishing rod I just gave you contains a portion of the essence of the Five Elements Dao, it's very precious, really!"

He didn't want his generous fellow Daoist to feel like he had gotten a great deal.

Emperor Shun smiled gently and stroked the new fishing rod in his hand: "I really like this fishing rod, fellow Daoist. I will definitely use it often in the future."

"Then you're in trouble."

The girl beside him looked at Emperor Shun, couldn't help but shake her head, and muttered softly, "My master's fishing rod would be quite good for collecting or for comprehending the Great Dao."

"But if you use it for fishing, you'll be very unlucky, extremely unlucky."

The little squirrel glared at the girl angrily when he saw his apprentice undermining him again, his nose wrinkling up.

Then he immediately looked at Emperor Shun and tried to explain, "Fellow Daoist Chonghua, don't listen to her nonsense. My fishing rod is excellent; it has a superb feel and is incredibly resilient. I guarantee you'll love it."

The little squirrel was very talkative and gave a long and eloquent boast about its fishing rod.

Emperor Shun listened quietly with a smile on his face, and finally said, "I believe you."

With that, Emperor Shun put away the ordinary fishing rod that Xuanqing had given him, and actually cast the fishing rod made of five-needle pine into the river of time and space to start fishing.

This attitude of trust deeply moved the little squirrel, and it almost shed tears.

"Waaah, fellow Daoist, my fishing rod really did choose the right person! You are its true benefactor!"

Emperor Shun smiled to himself, finding the little squirrel's innocent nature incredibly amusing.

Then he sat there for a very, very long time.

During this time, the surface of the river of time and space remained completely still, as if the fishing float had been frozen in time and space, motionless.

Emperor Shun was somewhat skeptical of superstition.

He moved to what he considered to be an excellent feng shui spot and continued fishing.

Air Force, Air Force, and more Air Force.

Emperor Shun looked at the fishing rod that hadn't moved for a long time, and involuntarily glanced at the little squirrel beside him, his eyes filled with a question.

The little squirrel felt uncomfortable being stared at, its eyes darting away, clearly feeling guilty.

He said dryly, "Ahem, Fellow Daoist Chonghua, fishing requires patience and also depends on fate. When the time is right, the fish will naturally come."

Emperor Shun remained silent and did not speak.

He turned to look at Xuan Qing's side.

Yes, Xuanqing was still catching fish, and the Time Swimming Fish basket was almost overflowing.

It seems there is indeed something wrong with this fishing rod.

However, out of consideration for face, Emperor Shun refused to change his fishing rod and just stared at the water, sitting there intently, as if he were truly waiting for fate to arrive.

"It will happen, it will happen, it will definitely happen," the little squirrel muttered to itself, its voice growing softer and softer until it lost all confidence.

However, they drifted along the river of time for a very, very long time.

Emperor Shun and the little squirrel also spent a long time "airing out".

Finally, Xuanqing felt the time was right.

He counted his catch, then looked at Emperor Shun's empty fish basket and the squirrel beside him that was beginning to question the meaning of life.

He smiled.

"Fellow Daoist, since you've come, we can't let you leave empty-handed."

"I see that you are indeed destined to meet the Time Demon, so I'll give you this fish."

Having said that, Xuanqing suddenly lifted the fishing rod in his hand and pulled hard.

A time-traveling fish, its entire body radiating a dazzling golden light, burst out of the water and struggled desperately in the air. The time-space rhythm it emitted even caused the surrounding flow of time to become disordered.

"Come!"

Xuanqing gently tapped his finger forward.

A stream of pure primordial energy flew out and instantly enveloped the golden fish.

Whoosh! !

The next moment, the swimming fish transformed into a sword of cosmic light, as thin as a cicada's wing, with countless time runes flowing across its blade, and landed steadily in Emperor Shun's palm.

"This object shares the same origin as the Three Lives Stone in the Underworld; both were transformed from a rib of the Time Demon God."

"When you have achieved perfect merit, it will be very appropriate for you to use this as a tool for proving your enlightenment."

Emperor Shun sensed the immense power of time and space contained within the Sword of Time in his palm, and understanding dawned on him. He rose and solemnly bowed to Xuan Qing:
"Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

Xuan Qing waved his hand, his expression carrying a strange meaning: "Don't thank me, thank Fellow Daoist Shi Chen instead."

“I originally wanted to take this opportunity to ask Him to come out and meet me, and to talk about important matters of the future.”

"It's a pity that we were destined to meet but not to be together."

Xuanqing glanced at his fish basket, where dozens of small, silvery-white fish were still jumping around.

These fish all carried the aura of the Time Demon God, which he had fished up from the river of time and space; they were fragments of the Time Demon God's scattered will.

However, their relationship with the true origin of the Time-Space Demon God is not as close as that of the five-colored swimming fish that Emperor Shun just exchanged.

"Well, since He didn't seize the opportunity, I can only proceed according to the original plan."

Xuan Qing shook his head, seemingly somewhat regretful.

He picked up the fish basket, and with a swift movement, disappeared from the bow of the boat, leaving only a faint voice echoing on the river.

On the ferry of life, only the little squirrel and Emperor Shun remained, staring at each other. "Um... fellow Daoist, come again often if you have the chance! I'll get a different fishing rod next time!" the little squirrel said sullenly.

Emperor Shun nodded with a pleasant expression: "Very well!"

From then on, Emperor Shun often came to this "Boat for Crossing the World" to fish with the little squirrel named "Five Needles Taoist".

The two talked about everything and quickly became close friends.

However, ever since Emperor Shun refined the Sword of Time and exchanged it for the fishing rod that Xuan Qing had originally given him, he never came back empty-handed again and often made a catch.

This was a great pity for the Five Needles Taoist.

He always felt that there was still a pitiful, thick barrier between him and Emperor Shun!
Later, Emperor Shun achieved his goal and held the Fengshan ceremony at the summit of Mount Tai.

Like Zhuanxu, Di Ku, and Di Yao.

Emperor Shun cut off his own corpse.

hum-

Boundless merit and golden light rose from the top of his head.

A figure walked out.

The Western Ghost Emperor has the same face as Emperor Shun. He wears a Ghost Emperor's crown embroidered with totems of ten thousand ghosts paying homage and endless reincarnation. His aura is majestic and heavy, as if he is the figure that carries the endless souls of the dead.

The Western Ghost Emperor nodded slightly to Emperor Shun, then turned around and, surrounded by millions of ghosts and gods, ascended the imperial carriage, marching grandly through the gates of the underworld to assume his post.

Emperor Shun's own authority over the earth was complete.

The next moment, the light of merit on the horizon was dazzling, and the human fortune gathered into a sea, boiling and surging!

Seven divine rainbows descended, piercing the heavens and earth.

Seven majestic figures, whose grandeur defies description, stood side by side and slowly descended.

The three emperors—Fuxi (Heavenly Emperor), Shennong (Earthly Emperor), and Xuanyuan (Human Emperor)—along with the four emperors—Shaohao, Zhuanxu, Diku, and Yao—seven human emperors descended from the Great Luo Heaven to welcome Emperor Shun.

"Brother, come here!"

The seven emperors smiled and looked at Emperor Shun.

"Thank you, my royal brothers!" Emperor Shun ascended to heaven and departed.

Eight human emperors who had achieved perfect merit traveled together to the Great Luo Heaven.

Thus, humanity was fulfilled, and the Three Realms were at peace.

The magnitude of his merits is unprecedented!

"My path has been completed!"

Inside the Fire Cloud Cave, primordial purple energy covered the void, transforming into a gateway to the Great Dao.

With the attainment of the Dao, Hongyun finally broke free from his shackles, leaped across the gate of the Great Dao, and attained the Dao of Great Ease!

~~~~
【Da Luo Tian】.

Three unchanging figures stand side by side.

"Second brother, go!" Xuanqing looked to the left.

"it is good!"

The Supreme Being, holding the Taiji diagram, walked out of the Great Luo Heaven.

He walked step by step from the source of the river of time and space toward the vast future.

Wherever he went, the light of morality enveloped him.

All the gods and saints followed closely behind him.

Under his guidance, they began to gather the diverging timelines, transferring all the beings and sparks of civilization belonging to this era from all the myriad realms to the Great Luo Heaven.

This is a vast and boundless cosmic migration, making final preparations for the impending catastrophe.

"Come on, come on, leap over the Dragon Gate and achieve your ultimate transformation!"

The First Dragon unleashed a trump card that the Dragon Clan had long prepared.

A magnificent dragon gate appeared on every tributary of the river of time and space throughout the myriad realms.

Countless creatures transformed into time-swimming fish, leaping out of the water in competition.

This was originally the First Emperor's plan to save the world.

In his vision, he would transform into the "Pangu of Water," take on the great task of creating the world, and establish the gateway to the new era—the Dragon Gate.

Then, relying on the river of time and space, he led countless beings to transform into true dragons and travel to the next era.

"Although things have deviated somewhat from my original plan, at least the Dragon Gate has been put to use."

Zu Long watched with satisfaction as the fish leaped and swam in the long river of time.

"The flames of calamity ignite, and the entire world is destroyed!"

"All living beings, please do not be disheartened, we are with you!"

Throughout the myriad realms, countless phoenixes, carrying the hopes of all living beings, undergo rebirth together with the entire world.

"The phoenix can rise from the ashes, the world can rise from the ashes, and an era can rise from the ashes!"

"We will lead everyone to be reborn in the new era!"

This is the eternal way of the Phoenix Clan.

"The earth is receptive, and the Qilin, with its magnanimous virtue, carries all things!"

"As this era comes to an end, I, the Qilin, shall naturally shoulder the burden and move forward!"

Before the Qilin Clan could speak, the five-colored Qilin transformed from the Yuanhuang Dao Fruit strode through the sky, representing them!
The entire Qilin clan was completely dumbfounded.

In the end, they had no choice but to reluctantly follow Yuan Huang's lead.

"People experience sorrow and joy, separation and reunion; the moon waxes and wanes!"

"Let's reunite in the next era!"

Wangshu cast the moon into the long river of time.

"The Netherworld, the final resting place for all spirits!"

Ghosts and gods emerged, initiating an eternal cycle of reincarnation.

"Mysterious Immortal Dao Lord, you should use the Great Dao of Power to connect the past and the present!"

The Kunpeng roams freely through time and space, carefree and at ease.

Zhunti and Jieyin joined their palms together and said, "When all sentient beings enter my Pure Land, their numbers will neither increase nor decrease, and they will be immortal and indestructible!"

"Sleep now, it's just a dream." Wuyou yawned, lulling everyone into a dream.

"The Primordial Divine Lord exists in harmony with the Dao." The brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi proclaimed the strongest voice of the divine path.

"Standing atop two eras, she stands at the pinnacle of humanity." Nuwa walks alongside the emperors of humanity.

"Let's meow together, meow meow meow meow, let's be cute together, I don't know if it's real or not~~~"

The path to true immortality in Yaochi remains as erratic as ever.

It makes it hard to tell what's real and what's fake.

~~~~~
When the last world was brought under the protection of the Great Luo Heaven, the entire primordial universe became empty and lifeless.

Next, the world will be destroyed.

Even for the gods, directly traversing the end of an era is no easy feat, let alone for the billions of mortal beings.

Now that the flame of life has been preserved, they can begin this final closing ceremony without any hesitation.

Xuanqing's voice rang out calmly.

"Third brother."

Upon hearing this, Yu Chen Daojun, who had been waiting for a long time, slowly stood up.

His blue Taoist robe, a symbol of transcendence and freedom, fluttered and rustled even without wind.

The pure, celestial light in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by an incomparably deep vortex of reincarnation, representing the end of all things.

His aura underwent a dramatic change.

He is no longer the leader of the Jie Sect, nor is he the Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun.

Instead, he is an Epoch Lord wielding the Qingping Sword, who is about to bring final annihilation to the entire universe!

He bowed deeply in the direction of Xuanqing and the Supreme Emperor.

"Big brother, second brother."

"I'm going."

Having said that, he took a step forward, and his figure disappeared from the Great Luo Heaven.

The next moment, he appeared on the deserted prehistoric continent, standing atop the former Buzhou Mountain.

He slowly raised the Qingping Sword in his hand.

The four swords of Zhuxian behind him appeared and disappeared, exuding a murderous aura that could make even the chaos tremble.

"rise!"

He formed a seal with his hands.

In the void, four heavenly gates, filled with endless killing intent, suddenly appeared!
The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is no longer used to annihilate all living beings.

Instead, it was used by Daoist Yu Chen to sever the foundation of this world!

"Slay the Immortal, Slaughter the Immortal, Traps the Immortal, Annihilate the Immortal!"

"The four swords are back in their places!"

Four terrifying sword lights, powerful enough to tear apart the entire world, burst forth from the Heavenly Gate, slashing with unparalleled precision toward the four poles that support heaven and earth and the net of laws that maintains the universe!
Boom! ! !
A deafening roar resounded throughout the Three Realms and Six Paths.

The sky began to tilt.

The ground began to collapse.

Earth, water, fire, and wind surged forth wildly from the very source of the universe, sweeping across the entire primordial world.

Mountains crumbled and rivers flowed backward.

Countless stars fell from the sky, like a meteor shower of fire at the end of the world.

The whole world is wailing and heading toward irreversible destruction.

Yu Chen Daojun stood silently in the center of this apocalyptic scene.

He felt the boundless aura of destruction, and the sorrow of all things withering away.

His path was rapidly ascending at that moment.

To become the Lord of Calamity means to bear all the consequences of the end of the entire era.

The celestial realm has completely collapsed.

The nine heavens have been reduced to ruins.

Even the underworld was not spared.

The eighteen levels of hell, each one shattered.

The Three Realms no longer exist.

The entire primordial universe was transformed into a wasteland filled with storms of laws and chaotic energy.

Only the Great Luo Heaven, suspended above the ruins, radiates an immortal brilliance, like the only lighthouse in the darkness, witnessing the end of an era.

Yu Chen Daojun stood in the center of the ruins, his aura having reached a critical point.

He raised his head, his gaze piercing through the chaos, and looked at the former Zixiao Palace.

"Daozu."

"Please die!"

His voice transformed into the final decree, resounding throughout the chaotic ruins.

In the Purple Cloud Palace, Dao Ancestor Hongjun slowly opened his eyes, which were devoid of sorrow or joy. He had long known his destiny.

"good."

He said only one word.

Then, his body, along with the Zixiao Palace and the "Heavenly Dao" he represented, transformed into a shower of light.

That was the last radiance of the "Tao" in this era.

These showers of light did not dissipate; instead, they all flew towards the direction of the Great Luo Heaven.

However, halfway there, a pitch-black abyss appeared out of nowhere.

The Demon Ancestor Rahu, wielding the God-Slaying Spear, had been waiting here for some time.

"The righteous path is declining while demonic forces are rising; this is precisely the day!"

He let out a hearty laugh, absorbing all the rain of light that symbolized the fortune of the entire era's "Mysterious Gate" into his body!

Meanwhile, within the Great Luo Heaven.

Xuan Qing stood up and addressed the gods of the heavens, saying in a loud voice:
"Gentlemen, enter the demonic path, and become sages!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the gods responded in unison.

"Enter the demonic path, and become a sage!"

The celestial light has vanished, and demonic energy has surged to the heavens!
A tremendous surge of "demonic" fortune rose from the Great Luo Heaven and blessed Rahu!

boom! ! !
Rahu's aura surged at that moment, instantly breaking through the final barrier and stepping into the realm of eternity!
Having accomplished all of this, Daoist Yu Chen has finally completed the last piece of his Great Dao puzzle.

The desolate universe crowned him.

He too has attained eternal enlightenment!

Thus, an era came to an end, giving rise to three new Eternal Lords!

The entire chaotic ruins collapsed completely at that moment.

All matter, all laws, and all concepts are infinitely contracting toward a single point.

Ultimately, it transformed into a singularity that cannot be described in words.

Dead silence.

Absolute silence.

I do not know how long it has been.

The singularity began to tremble slightly.

A faint ripple, representing "time," spread out from it.

Immediately afterwards, a will filled with endless antiquity and vicissitudes slowly awakened within the singularity.

That was the will of the [Time Demon God].

He was suppressed for an entire era, and now the moment of his liberation has finally arrived!

However, just as He was about to fully awaken and reshape His true form.

An even more ancient, more domineering, and more unreasonable will has also awakened.

That was the will of Pangu.

Creating the world was His instinct, and also His destiny.

He sensed the new "spacetime" that was about to be born.

"finally come!"

Pangu was overjoyed.

He eagerly raised the illusory axe that seemed to split the heavens.

A fateful showdown that transcends the cycles of time is about to unfold.

And in that eternal [Great Luo Heaven], far removed from the singularity.

Xuanqing, Taishang, Yuchen, and Luohou, these four newly appointed Eternal Lords, stood side by side.

Their gazes were calmly fixed on the singularity where the ultimate showdown was about to erupt.

Behind them lay all the sacred things of the primordial world, and the new world that carried the seeds of all civilization from the old era.

A faint smile appeared on Xuan Qing's lips.

"The show is about to begin."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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