Jieyin had fallen.
By now, all the Western Heaven saintly seats had returned to silence, and Mount Sumeru had been utterly wiped from existence. For a time, dark clouds churned beyond the void, and heaven and earth sank into gloom, as though this Great Universe itself were grieving, were raging.
The Western Heaven Clan had originally been the fated Heaven Openers of the new age here, perhaps even the sole supreme clan tacitly approved by Primordial Beginning.
But now, this "destined course" had been forcefully twisted and erased by another Human Race power that had burst forth from nowhere. It was equivalent to this Great Universe being savagely "defied."
Looking at the darkening void, Li Qingyun could not help but give a cold smile.
"Now that Western Heaven has fallen, it is naturally time for the Human Race to flourish and rule over the opening of the new age. What are you grieving and raging for!"
With a lift of his sword-like brows, he swept his great sleeve toward the vast void.
Buzz!
The hanging black clouds and other shadowy things immediately buzzed as they dispersed, unwilling yet helpless.
The instinct of Primordial Beginning, already declining toward extinction, could no longer withstand the force of will of a Beyond Tribulation Realm peak like Li Qingyun. It could only retreat.
"Hmph! You don't know what's good for you..."
Seeing this, Li Qingyun sneered all the more coldly.
He knew that, according to the Three Pure Ones, the Human Race had originally been something destined to perish, not favored by Primordial Beginning. The revival of the Human Race was even tantamount to Primordial Beginning slapping its own face.
But so what!
*This poor Daoist has walked out, already ascended to the summit of this cosmic domain. My Dao might bears down upon