The mortal world was dim, the sea and sky silent.
The Holy Fool's Artifact rose from Bei Gong's remains, its bizarre form still constantly shifting.
Curled fingers seemed to draw countless threads, weaving, tangling, and unfurling a scroll of apocalypse, determining the future of the present world.
With the destiny of Bei Gong's entire life, prove this final outcome!
Between sea and sky, scenes from the apocalypse reflected one another with the present world, swiftly growing and filling in the gaps.
The entire present world seemed to faintly tremble, emerging with a trace of illusion and instability. Everything before one's eyes was no different from before, yet it inexplicably felt as though something was gradually changing.
To ordinary people, it was an incomprehensible illusion and confusion. But to the Chosen Ones, the higher they stood, the more clearly they could sense the raging waves. The conflict and entanglement between Superior Virtue and Great Evil threw the stable state between past and future into turmoil, and amid the intricate brocade woven from countless pasts and countless futures, a brand-new color emerged.
The Heavenly Mandate had been tainted!
A massive vortex was forming between sea and sky, faintly radiating across the entire present world. All eyes turned toward it in shock, reacting—and even attempting to intervene!
A sharp scraping sound suddenly erupted.
Thunder streaked across the heavens, then vanished without a trace.
Heavenly Furnace raised a hand, as though brushing something aside.
Behind him, indistinct chains emerged from the void one after another, crossing into a net. No one knew where they came from or where they went, yet they blanketed the entire present world.
They shut out everyone attempting to interfere.
"What the hell? Where's Heavenly Furnace?"
"Did the Taiyi Ring screw up?"
"This doesn't match the terms you originally promised."