The Grand Unity Assembly

The Immeasurable Kalpa had come, and the Return to Ruins had finally erupted in full, devouring the Primordial World without cease.

The final chapter of the Dharma-Ending Age had a day when it began, and it would also have a day when it ended.

Any cultivator could clearly sense it—this world opened up by Pangu had already reached its end, with not the slightest room left to turn back.

Grand Unity Heaven, deep within the Grand Unity Palace.

Inside the palace, candlelight flickered dim and yellow, while the Great Dao Gale from beyond the chaos was left to sweep wildly through the hall.

Li Fan did not stop it. The Great Dao had feeling, yet was also without feeling.

The Immeasurable Kalpa had stretched on for so long. The Primordial World had been barely holding on all this time, suppressing the raging Calamity Qi day after day, wasting countless sources of origin for no reason at all.

The hall was so silent that a falling needle could be heard. The wind of the Great Dao cracked the void with splintering sounds, striking the heartstrings of everyone present again and again.

Pangu's Four Pure Ones had also come. Taishang, Yuanshi, Lingbao, and Xuanqing Xuanyuan met for the first time—and perhaps this would also be the last time they ever met.

Against the tribulations of the Heavenly Dao, there was still a thread of leeway. But before the Tribulation of the Great Dao, even their hearts were filled with helplessness.

A heavy, dead-still atmosphere kept spreading through the great hall.

Nuwa and Houtu stood shoulder to shoulder with Li Fan. From within the Dao of Creation, Nuwa glimpsed the destruction at the end of all things; within the Law of Reincarnation, Houtu beheld the ending where all beings fell into extinction.

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