When one Saint rose, one Saint fell; with the rise of a Saint came the inevitable obliteration and decline of one Superior Clan.
Above those ten thousand chariots, countless ancient phantoms—were they not the powerful figures of Superior Clans that had been wiped out one after another? Drawn by the Dark Tome, they suddenly revealed ancient ripples of power, seeking to help the Dark Tome "reach its final page" with all their might!
This was vengeance, revenge—a heaven-sent opportunity!
Seizing the chance, Li Qingyun swiftly wrote: "Thus, the Karma Cycle, retribution..."
What karma? What retribution? Naturally, among the dark histories of the Twelve Superior Clans, the endings of nearly all the presently flourishing Twelve Superior Clans were utterly, miserably tragic.
Other than the Hua Xu Clan personally written by Hua Luoshen, as well as the Abyss Clan—her own Household—and the Superior Clan to which her master belonged, she naturally could not write them to death.
Li Qingyun's final sentence now was the closing verdict, as though passing judgment upon the fates of all clans!
After "retribution" naturally came the two words: "never fails."
But before he could write those final two words, waves churned before him. On the black leather book that had tried to keep him from setting down his brush, a hazy phantom abruptly appeared exactly where he intended to write "never fails"!
The phantom occupied the space where Li Qingyun was to write those two words. It raised its head slightly, as though gazing at Li Qingyun across countless layers of space.
"Sir, let this end here! Our Sacred Hall Clan stands beyond all things, eternal through the ages. No matter who maliciously curses us, they can never succeed!"
"If you insist on completing this evil artifact, you will surely suffer heavenly condemnation, and your Dao Path