The peace of the Three Realms was utterly shattered by the Heavenly Dao's actions, and undercurrents surged.
Every being once again gazed upon the familiar yet unfamiliar world, as though deducing this vast calamity.
And among the most alarming undercurrents of this Heavenly Dao calamity was none other than the Interception Sect.
Though no trace of battle remained visible at Biyou Palace, scars still lingered upon the fractured Golden Ao Island.
To Tongtian, those scars were a humiliation.
The cracking of Turtle Island was a new term he had personally created in this Primordial World.
From then on, Sect Leader Tongtian had only one attitude left toward the inner circle of the Mystic Sect—I have bled for the Mystic Sect.
Hongjun was such a clever man; how could he fail to understand Tongtian's attitude? Tongtian wanted compensation, and he had set his sights on the Ten Thousand Immortals Array in Haotian's hands.
Leaving it with Haotian would only let such a treasure gather dust. Since that was the case, why not lend it to Tongtian for a while?
As for how long it would be borrowed for, that was naturally to be decided later.
Far away in Purple Heaven Palace, Hongjun saw Calamity Energy spreading ever more severely throughout the Primordial World and constantly pressured Haotian.
Though Haotian was unwilling in every possible way, he could only grit his teeth and agree.
Every other word out of Hongjun's mouth was, "Would you dare disobey your master?" or "Your master is kindly doing this for your own good." That sarcastic tone left Haotian feeling utterly stifled.
One gloomy day, Haotian left Jade Emperor Hall with a dark expression. Passing through the Western Heavenly Gate, he rode auspicious clouds all the way toward the South Sea.
By now, Haotian had become a