The Time Has Come! A Phantom Image! An Instant Trump Card! The Immeasurable Calamity? I'll Make It Public!

At Zixiao Palace, the Chaos Realm, Taichu Realm, and Demon Realm...

Hongjun, Ancestral Dragon, Heaven and Earth, and Luohu opened their eyes at the same time.

As if sensing something in the unseen depths, the four men's eyes brightened.

The time... had come!

Whoosh!!!

The four figures vanished simultaneously. Disappearing with them were Yuan Feng, Shi Qilin, Five Elements, and Yin-Yang Ancestor, who had received the news.

The next moment, the leaders of the Three Tribes, the Three Patriarchs, Hongjun, and Luohu appeared before Tongtian River at the same time.

At the bank of Tongtian River, Tang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back. No one knew when he had arrived, but he had clearly been waiting here for some time.

"Greetings, Senior."

"Greetings, Senior."

"Greetings, Senior."

Seeing Tang Xuan, everyone dared not be careless. In particular, the four Primordial Chaos Golden Immortals immediately recalled the glimpse they had seen of Senior Tang's true background on the Three Immortal Islands, making them even more respectful. They all bowed deeply.

"Senior, the Gate of Taboo is hidden extremely well. How are we supposed to find out which living beings possess a Gate of Taboo?"

Hongjun asked respectfully.

"Find it? There's no need. Just make the Gate of Taboo appear of its own accord."

Tang Xuan chuckled.

"Huh?"

Everyone froze.

Could the Gate of Taboo appear on its own?

At Wanshou Mountain, inside the Five Villages Temple.

Zhen Yuanzi was silently contacting someone.

"Yes, Master. Nothing went wrong. Those who attained the Dao should all be cultivating in seclusion. There seemed to have been some changes in the East Sea earlier. It was the work of the Heavenly Dao, which seems to have erased the three immortal islands."

"The situation with River God Senior is also temporarily unclear. So far, I haven't heard of anyone in the Primordial World finding that River God Senior again."

Zhen Yuanzi spoke with utmost respect.

"Then continue to watch and wait. Do your best to uncover this person's origins. Contact me immediately if anything happens. In particular, regarding Yang Mei, remember to cooperate when Yang Mei descends."

A calm, indifferent voice entered Zhen Yuanzi's ears.

"Yes, Master. Don't worry... holy crap!"

He was just about to reply when he seemed to notice something. Zhen Yuanzi's eyes bulged, his face turned blank, and he instinctively blurted out a curse.

Kunlun Mountain.

Inside Biyou Palace.

Shangqing sat with his eyes closed, his mind immersed in his sea of consciousness. A blurry figure sat cross-legged at the center of Shangqing's sea of consciousness. Beneath it was an illusory lotus platform with thirty-six blooming petals, appearing incomparably mysterious.

"Child, the Three Pure Ones went out for a stroll some time ago, didn't you? How was it? You couldn't find any trace of this so-called River God, could you? I told you, this so-called River God is definitely suspicious and problematic. He won't appear easily."

"In the future, when you go out, don't trust others too much. Of the Three Pure Ones, you are the one I think most highly of."

Seeing Shangqing's immortal sense enter, the blurry figure slowly opened his eyes and spoke benevolently.

Shangqing was half-convinced and half-doubtful, but he still bowed and said gratefully, "Thank you for nurturing me, Father God. I will never forget your kindness."

"If you think this book is good, remember to add it to your bookshelf so you won't lose it next time."

"Shangqing, Father God is old now. I'm only left with a wisp of remnant soul. You don't need to be so wary of Father God. What bad intentions could Father God have? I only want to see you younger generations grow strong and protect this Primordial World that Father God created."

The phantom sighed, his voice filled with desolation and longing.

At the same time, this scene was also taking place in Yuxu Palace and Bajiang Palace.

It was happening in Ancestral Witch Hall on Buzhou Mountain as well.

Compared with the false harmony and hidden discord among the Three Pure Ones, the atmosphere in Ancestral Witch Hall was much more heated.

No matter what the phantom said, all eleven Ancestral Witches except Houtu cheered in approval.

When the phantom spoke of protecting the Primordial World, the eleven Ancestral Witches declared that they would protect it for Father God even at the cost of their lives.

When the phantom said that the Primordial World was full of deceit, and that the strength of twelve people alone was insufficient to truly protect it, the eleven Ancestral Witches immediately declared that they would create the Witch Clan.

In a single sentence: Father God was always right. Whatever Father God wanted them to do, they would do.

The phantom was deeply gratified.

Just as the atmosphere on Buzhou Mountain was growing heated and the people on Kunlun Mountain were probing one another, everyone on both sides—and indeed every part of the Primordial World—suddenly sensed something. All the mighty beings wore astonished expressions and abruptly looked up toward the void.

Boom!!!

Majestic!

Vast!

Boundless!

In an instant, the entire sky above the Primordial Continent was covered by a river.

It spread across the entire Primordial World, enveloping the boundless universe!

It seemed to bear all things and contain the Ten Thousand Daos. Heavy and profound, it carried immeasurable earth.

Its pressure far surpassed that of a Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal. Beneath the river's backdrop, even the Primordial Continent seemed reduced to a mere background prop.

Before the river, Hongjun, Luohu, Ancestral Dragon, and the Three Patriarchs—Heaven and Earth, River God Senior, and Yin-Yang Ancestor—did not conceal themselves. They directly released the pressure of Primordial Chaos Golden Immortals. Behind them, Yuan Feng, Shi Qilin, Five Elements, and Yin-Yang unleashed auras belonging to the half-step Primordial Chaos Realm, stirring the winds and clouds and shaking the Great Dao.

When Tang Xuan said he was going to flip the table, he had never meant it as an empty threat!

Play slowly? Boil the frog in warm water?

There was no need for that.

The current situation was simple: those who followed me would prosper, and those who opposed me would perish!

"Rumble!!!"

The river churned, its projection seeming almost tangible. Even Daluo were as tiny as specks of dust beneath it. Tang Xuan's face was reflected within the river, truly resembling the inscrutable and awe-inspiring Heavenly Dao. With Hongjun and the others serving as a contrast, it was even more terrifying to behold.

"A great calamity is approaching. The immeasurable is coming."

"After endless years, the Primordial World will face its ultimate end. All living beings will be swept into it. This is not merely this Primordial World—countless other Primordial Worlds have already been destroyed."

Tang Xuan's voice was solemn, deep, and mighty. His words rang like true speech, as if they were the Word of Law.

As Tang Xuan's voice fell, blurred scenes appeared one after another. Each showed the destruction and annihilation of yet another Primordial World.

The Gate of Taboo was using the Immeasurable Calamity to incite the living beings of the Primordial World?

Then I'll reveal the news first. What will you do now?

Magic could only be defeated with magic!

The minds of the Primordial Era Beings buzzed. They were all left dizzy and disoriented by the trump card Tang Xuan had suddenly thrown out. Just then, Tang Xuan's voice continued to ring out!