Immeasurable Tribulation!
Those four words crashed down on the hearts of all the saints.
It was a fear that came from the deepest reaches of their Primordial Spirits, impossible to suppress.
Immeasurable Tribulation meant the end of the Primordial World, heaven and earth returning to Chaos.
Even Heavenly Dao saints like them, standing lofty above all others, would have no chance of being spared if they were caught within it. They would surely fall along with the destruction of this world!
No one wanted to see that day come.
For the first time, shock and bewilderment appeared on Saint Taiqing's face, usually as still as an ancient well.
Venerable Lord Yuanshi trembled all over—not from fear, but from utter fury and absurdity.
Why?
Why would the Dao Ancestor rather unleash the Immeasurable Tribulation than let them break away from the Heavenly Dao?
Tongtian could. Why couldn't they?
They could also exchange the Sky-Opening Mark!
Only at this moment did the two brothers truly feel that helplessness driven deep into their bones.
So it turned out that in this game, they did not even have the qualifications to speak.
They were saints, the strongest beings in the Primordial World.
But here, before Zhou Ming and the Dao Ancestor, they were nothing more than... chess pieces that could be sacrificed at any time.
Yet as they looked at the two locked in confrontation, an unprecedented sense of powerlessness rose in their hearts.
Upon this shattered Primordial World, they so-called saints had not the slightest say at all.
The final outcome lay only in the game between those two.
Zhou Ming's brows furrowed slightly.
"Fellow Daoist, you are threatening me."
Hongjun's Avatar was cold-faced, without the slightest emotion.
"You may understand it that way."
"One Tongtian is already the limit."
"I will never