Above the nine heavens, that aura descended without warning, yet its domineering might was suffocating.
It was a terrifying pressure that words could not describe.
It did not slowly spread. Instead, like the first bolt of thunder that split heaven and earth, it crashed into the skies above the Black Heaven Ancient Clan Ancestral Land, where the clan had held sway for countless ages!
The entire sky changed color the instant that aura descended!
The eternally dark violet heavens were forcibly torn open, forming a huge rift stretching across ten thousand miles!
Within the rift was not nothingness, but a surging, boiling Chaos Thunder Sea!
Purple-gold lightning roared, surged, and raged within it like billions of colossal dragons. Every bolt of lightning was enough to destroy an entire world!
Black Heaven and Black Earth, the two Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereigns—the two towering figures who had suppressed the Black Heaven Ancient Clan for countless ages—both froze at the same moment!
They abruptly raised their heads and looked toward the rift, toward the imposing figure slowly descending within it.
It was a man.
He wore a simple silver robe without any ornate designs. Only Chaos Thunder Light flowed across it, as though the entire robe had been woven from lightning.
His features were peerlessly handsome, carrying the calmness and majesty of one who had witnessed countless vicissitudes and held the universe in his grasp.
His eyes were especially striking, deep as if they contained the entire Thunder Prison Star Sea. With every opening and closing of them, it seemed that universes were being born and destroyed, while chaos itself was being created.
He stood there with his hands behind his back, slowly walking down from the nine heavens.
With every step he took, the void beneath his feet condensed into a purple-silver