Future time, the river of the real world.
This place had completely transcended the shackles of matter. Deep darkness surged within the illusory river, symbolizing the silent eternal void after the Final Calamity.
Even time itself had halted here. The River of Time could not be traced back, the Karmic Net had nowhere to spread, and all that met the eye was void—like a bottomless abyss. Let alone approaching it, merely looking at it could bring the terrifying danger of one's Primordial Spirit shattering and consciousness sinking into oblivion!
This was the Final Calamity.
He was the end, the absolute, lifeless silence, the conclusion of all things. Like a book turned to its final page—once closed, there was nothing more.
Originally, He could not be defied.
Yet at this moment, a thread of faint light emerged from the void, splitting heaven and earth, recreating earth, water, wind, and fire, actually opening up a brand-new future within nothingness.
That was—the Light Sea.
The future Light Sea was new life after the Final Calamity. It was a [Variable] that should not have existed, yet had been forcibly carved out by some supreme power!
"This is Spirit Transformation."
At that instant, powerful realization surfaced in the World Honored One's eyes. At the level of a Dao Lord, many things could be understood at a glance.
On the other side, Chu Sheng's gaze was equally profound. "It is still too early. Up to now, we have merely lived within a single thought of [Jun]. This is the future scene he observed. By the same logic, the Final Calamity before us is also, in essence, separated from us by a layer of Spirit Transformation's great power."
So they were not dead yet.
The great power of Spirit Transformation had become a crucial curtain, shielding every