One Chaotic World, One Chaotic Lotus Platform

In Grand Unity Heaven's Golden Palace of Clouds, pure qi rose and fell today like the tides.

Li Fan saw them in every corner of the Primordial World—Jie Sect disciples, Buddhist Disciples, Demon Race cultivators, Rogue Cultivators, and others, all with new faces and changed appearances—converging toward Inner Chaos, toward Grand Unity Heaven.

Among them were those with consummate skills, those burdened with blood feuds deep as the Blood Sea, those who sought the Dao with single-minded devotion, and those who merely clung to life.

They had seen the present state of the human race, seen the Demon Race's withering decline, seen the Buddhist Sect's decay, and seen the Daoist Sect's helplessness.

Li Fan's expression was indifferent, and no one could glimpse his state of mind. Perhaps he had changed, or perhaps he had never changed at all.

"In the Buddha-Devil Calamity, Luohu fled into Outer Chaos, yet the Heavenly Dao did not accept this goodwill. Instead, it accelerated the progress of the Immeasurable Kalpa. This is by no means ordinary."

Beside him, Xihua had finished everything she ought to do as Gouchen Shanggong Heavenly Emperor, and spoke in a calm tone:

"The signs of the Immeasurable Kalpa were planted as early as when Pangu opened the heavens. The Tribulation of the Great Dao has always been there; it has merely detonated today."

"Heaven and earth do not owe all beings. Rather, all beings owe heaven and earth. Naturally, this would trigger heaven and earth's own reckoning."

Houtu sighed softly. "That is true. The Primordial World's origin is collapsing, slowly returning to chaos."

Once this breach opened, it could no longer be stopped.

At the same time, Manjushri, Puxian, and Cihang, under Goddess Baihua's guidance, finally stepped into the Golden Palace of Clouds in Grand Unity Heaven.

Inside the hall,