The colored parts of the clouds grew denser, soon turning deep crimson. From the place of annihilation, Master reappeared in a simple white robe, his lips trembling so badly that his words came out slurred.
Thunder kept crashing down from the sky, yet Master's energy continued surging upward. The Ten Directions Realm should never have existed in the first place. In this world, even the Nine Yang Realm was already the peak. The Ten Directions Realm was a realm reached only after ascending to immortality in broad daylight. Thus, this world had no such term as the Ten Directions Realm, because no one here had ever experienced the realms beyond it.
"My Yin-Yang Household must... follow goodness wherever it leads... never do evil... You are good by nature... As long as you do no evil... you will surely become a grandmaster in the future..." Master muttered to himself. The scarlet clouds grew thicker and thicker, while countless heavenly bolts crashed down from above. Their crackling sounded like a string of firecrackers, and it was not only thunder—the red clouds came pressing down in an instant. Heavy snow and howling winds never ceased for even a moment.
Tears streamed down my face. But when I rushed over, Grandmaster grabbed me. "What are you going over there for?! A heavenly disaster is about to descend!"
"I have to save Master! Grandmaster, I can evade lightning! Let me go over there—I can definitely save him!" I shouted, struggling free with everything I had.
"This is a heavenly disaster! Not some tribulation lightning! It's more than just thunder! There are many things we can't even see!" Grandmaster shouted. Then he looked at the hundreds of immortal cultivators protecting Master and Zu Xinghai, his eyes turning completely bloodshot. "And with so many cultivators there, how