A "Calamity" on the Human Race's Lifeline, Unprecedented!

As the Human Race's public leader, he held the most comprehensive intelligence reports in his hands, and he had been the first to catch the whiff of something foul.

Though the Human Race had suffered calamities in the past, they had all followed the cycle of the seasons and accorded with the laws of yin and yang, spaced far apart and arriving and departing in due measure.

But what about now?

Disasters came one after another, without pattern or warning, so densely packed it was almost pathological!

This was no ordinary change in the heavens, but some kind of... deliberate erosion.

What was more—

Human Dao Fortune had only just awakened and was at the height of its flourishing vigor.

By the natural laws of heaven and earth, this should have been a time when all beings thrived and every lineage flowed freely. How could it instead suffer blow after blow?

This was absolutely impossible!

The moment the gathered leaders heard this, their hearts jolted. They nodded in grave silence.

In truth, many had long noticed something amiss:

The granaries of their own tribes had inexplicably gone moldy; young children wailed ceaselessly through the night; the incense flames upon the altars flickered between brightness and dimness...

No household could escape natural disasters and man-made misfortunes;

But calamities this frequent, this strange, this precisely driven into the vital arteries of the Human Race had never been seen before!

They were three parts more perilous than even the days when fortune had lain dormant!

Li Tian stood quietly to one side, his brows faintly furrowed as his fingertips unconsciously rubbed an obscure rune stitched into his cuff.

As he listened to Ying Zheng and the elders unravel the threads, a hidden line had already taken shape in his mind—

These calamities were