In the Mountain and Sea Realm, the causal threads of six tribulations sank their fangs into the lifeblood of this newborn world like six venomous snakes at once. The calamity of ferocious beasts drove the strange beasts deep in the mountains and seas into frenzied mutation.
The Dragon-Han tribulation plunged the scaled, feathered, and furred races into endless war.
The Dao-Devil War tore the cultivators apart.
The Witch-Demon tribulation pushed tribes and beast herds to the brink of annihilation.
The Investiture of the Gods tribulation used ancient god altars as bait to lure cultivators into slaughtering one another.
The Journey to the West tribulation led the chosen one toward an unknown destination with a shaft of golden light.
Calamity qi had stained the skies of the Mountain and Sea Realm a murky yellow. Even the sunlight had become turbid and oppressive.
The avatars of Shi Ritian, the Martial Ancestor, Ye Fan, and Chu Luoli stopped simultaneously at the four extremities of the Mountain and Sea Realm.
Each had spent several days probing with their divine sense, yet none could locate the source of the six streams of calamity qi.
Those causal threads seemed rooted in the very essence of the Mountain and Sea Realm, as though they had existed since its birth. Their origins could not be traced at all.
"I can't find it."
Shi Ritian stood amid the ruins of a tribe destroyed by a beast tide, his brows tightly knitted.
The Martial Ancestor spread his true martial intent, hoping to shatter the surrounding calamity qi by overpowering its intricacies with sheer force. Yet the qi merely dispersed and gathered again, refusing to be driven away.
"It's not just impossible to trace. We can't even expel it. This calamity qi has already become one with the laws of the