Density of Ages

Starlight Market instantly descended into chaos.

Hundreds of thousands of ancestors and mighty experts, who normally stood high above all others, had now become rats chased by cats.

Some shoved, some squeezed through, some trampled others.

A few even pulled out their Dharma Treasures to fight on the spot just to seize a path.

"Don't shove this old man! This old man spent ten thousand Eras reaching the Fifth Step. If the Age Storm sweeps me in and severs my timeline, I won't let you go even as a ghost!"

"Get lost! You stepped on my foot!"

Terror exploded outward in waves.

They knew all too well what a Hongmeng Inscription entailed.

It meant leaving the marks of one's own years upon the Hongmeng Dao Wall.

When inscribing, the River of Ages would fully manifest. The past, present, and future would all be drawn out and churned into a storm of Causality.

Even the slightest leaked aftershock could grind not only Fifth Step and Sixth Step Cultivators into dust, but hundreds of Great Universes as well, leaving behind not even a trace that they had ever existed.

"Boss, are you... really not going to reconsider?"

Dao Venerable Qingxuan's face had gone pale. He gripped his Spiked Club tightly, and both legs trembled.

He was a Late Seventh Step expert.

Back when he had inscribed words upon the Hongmeng Dao Wall himself, he had specifically found an uninhabited Chaotic Dead Corner, set up ninety-nine thousand isolation Arrays, and even invited three friends of the same realm to stand guard.

Even then, the Age Storm's backlash had made him cough blood for an entire Era.

Yet Yang Yu was different.

In a packed Starlight Market, without setting up an Array or clearing the area, he was just going to start inscribing on