It was a figure so majestic it defied description, formed from countless Law Inscriptions. He seemed to be strolling slowly out of the River of Time. With every step he took, ripples spread through the surrounding space, twisting and shattering endless streams of Chaos Qi.
Beneath his feet, countless greater worlds had gathered into a great path reaching the heavens, illusory as mist. Without exception, they all bowed beneath his feet.
When he raised his head, his true features could not be seen clearly. Yet as his gaze swept across them, countless living beings instantly felt terror rise from the depths of their souls.
That gaze seemed to span endless time and space, reducing everything it touched to dust.
At this sight, Di Jun and Tai Yi, along with every living being in the entire Primordial Wilderness, found their minds abruptly blank.
They stared vacantly at that figure, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. Their thoughts seemed to have completely frozen at that moment.
Beyond that, streams of information continuously poured into their minds.
Like a brand, it was deeply engraved upon their Primordial Spirits.
Once Di Jun and Tai Yi had absorbed the information, their faces turned deathly pale. They stood rooted to the spot, mouths opening as though they wanted to say something, yet the words remained stuck in their throats.
No one knew how much time passed.
Only then did Di Jun mutter in a trembling voice, "Son of the Great Dao, younger brother of Great God Pangu, Dao Venerable of the Primordial Wilderness, Lord of the Primordial Wilderness, Second Uncle of the Three Paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man..."
With every title Di Jun spoke, he and Tai Yi trembled involuntarily.
At that moment, their minds were filled with only one thought: We are doomed.
Just what kind