The Great Terror of the Return to Ruins and the World-Destroying Millstone

The Heavenly Dao's great momentum, the Immeasurable Kalpa, had not ceased for even a moment. The Ice Age followed close on its heels; heaven and earth fell deathly still, all spirits silenced, even time seeming frozen into stagnation.

The concept of the Return to Ruins had long since become like a maggot clinging to bone, sinking deep into the origin of the Primordial World's great Dao.

Even in Grand Unity Heaven, the most stable part of the Inner Chaos, the world membrane now rippled faintly, as if it might be gnawed through and pierced at any moment by that sense of nothingness.

Li Fan stood at the core encircled by the Thirty-Six Sea-Calming Divine Pearls, his brows tightly furrowed, the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler clenched in his hand.

"Destroying the world... True Self..."

A low murmur broke the silence within the hall.

Nuwa was still gently stroking the Primordial Purple Lotus before her, her expression so focused it was almost entranced, as if she were entering the most fundamental resonance with this supreme treasure.

Goddess Wangshu lifted her eyes to look over, a layer of gravity covering them.

"Heavenly Emperor, the corrosion brought by the Return to Ruins is deeper than we expected. It is no longer merely affecting living beings, but directly rewriting 'existence' itself."

Li Fan nodded slightly, and with a thought of his mind—

The Thirty-Six Sea-Calming Divine Pearls circling around him suddenly flared with radiance. Nine-colored rosy light rolled back like the Heavenly River in reverse, forcibly suppressing the restless origin qi of the Five Heavenly Realms.

Yet even so, deep within the Heavenly Realms' origin, countless illusory figures sharing the same source and root as the Daos of the heavens still faintly emerged.

They were not avatars, not phantasmal forms, but brands forcefully carved down by