Ancient Divine Continent, within Purple Firmament Palace.
Chu Sheng's expression was calm, like ice that had never melted for eternity. Holding the [Divine Fortune Book of Fate], he waited for a Restart that might happen—or might not.
Almost at the same time.
Elsewhere, Lu Yang, whom Chu Sheng had been secretly watching, also reacted. He examined the Final Calamity gradually spreading over from the end of time.
Something's wrong.
Where his gaze fell, Lu Yang clearly saw the mysterious changes on Sword Lord's body. Evidently, the Final Calamity still seemed to have gained the upper hand over her.
But why had it failed? Lu Yang had seen it all clearly before. Zhen Qulu's plan had been nearly flawless, and Sword Lord's appearance had made up for its final flaw. She had cultivated together with the Final Calamity through the path of [Emotion Thread], wringing it dry and turning its power to her own use. It had indeed been feasible.
Yet something went wrong.
[Emotion Thread] broke free. The Final Calamity is no longer merely sentient—it has truly developed intelligence and gained a will of its own!
This had definitely not arisen naturally.
Who had done it?
Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Yang made an instinctive judgment. "It was definitely Chu Sheng. He did something similar in his previous life!"
At almost the same moment, Sword Lord raised her head as well.
No, perhaps she could no longer be called Sword Lord now. Her once cool and limpid beautiful eyes were now filled with a deathly radiance.
Dense cracks covered her body, and from within them surged dense Images of calamity, condensing into flickering apocalyptic light. Then, from her crimson lips slowly emerged a voice utterly unlike Sword Lord's—a voice neither male nor female, containing all Myriad Forms—which boomed through the