The Heaviest Price: The End of the Prehistoric Heavenly Court Era, the Only Light of Fate

After three days and three nights of bloody battle, Sun Wukong could no longer hold himself back. His iron staff pointed straight at Lingxiao Palace as his furious roar echoed through the Three Realms: "Haotian, you old bastard! Stop hiding in the palace and pretending to be deaf! Come out and die!"

The moment his words fell, he stepped onto his Cloud Somersault and shot into the palace like lightning.

But Haotian had already left. It was all meaningless.

The gust from his staff swept through, scattering the clouds and exploding the air currents.

"Boom—!"

As the dust slowly dispersed, the Small Heavenly Realm, once a Jade Palace wreathed in immortal qi, no longer bore even a trace of its former appearance.

Broken walls and ruins floated through the void. Jade steps and carved railings had been reduced to powder, while the gilded rubble of Lingxiao Palace scattered across the Star River. Even the Thirty-Six Propping up Heaven Divine Pillars that supported the Heavenly Realm had all snapped and collapsed.

Immortal qi had completely dissipated, while Turbid Qi churned wildly. The Prehistoric Heavenly Court had been reduced to the dust of history in this Uproar in Heaven.

The order that had endured for countless ages, the authority revered by all beings, the most unshakable shackle between Heaven and Earth—all of it had been destroyed in an instant.

Boundless deathly silence and desolation swept through the Three Realms and Six Paths.

This was the price of the Prehistoric Heavenly Court's fall.

Heavenly laws crumbled, Yinyang fell out of balance, the stars descended into disorder, the Six Paths became chaotic, Demonic Evil emerged everywhere, and demons ran rampant. Countless living beings were displaced amid the chaos, wailing and dying in despair.

The peace of old had vanished without a trace. All that