The Sky-Covering Banner Opens the Way

What lay before them was the rift of the Final Tribulation. But the true core of the Final Tribulation was not this boundless, enormous rift, like a wound in the heavens. It lay within the rift, in Heaven beyond Heaven. Only by stepping inside could they see the core of this Three Thousand Gods and Devils Tribulation.

Qi WuHuo and the Great Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole drew their swords and advanced together, intending to enter through the rift. Countless Gods and Devils went mad, abandoning their original foes and flying toward those two streaks of swordlight. The Six Realms trembled. For a moment, the sheer spectacle was truly like a tide blotting out heaven and earth. The upheaval was too great, its range too vast—even Jianmu Tree could not fully control it.

Fuxi cursed, raised his hand, and struck. The sound of the zither rang clear, yet carried an indescribable aura of killing intent.

Countless Gods and Devils fell like stalks of wheat, only to gather again in the next instant and surge toward the front once more. At the very forefront, the swordlight of Qi WuHuo and Ziwei Great Emperor blazed cold and sharp. At this stage, not a single God or Devil could hinder their advance in the slightest.

The rift was right before them.

The next moment, a vast power gathered. Primordial qi burned, transforming into an enormous hand, as immense as Mount Buzhou. Its five fingers spread wide as it crashed down toward them. Two swordlights intercepted it from the left and right, cold and keen, and cleaved the gigantic hand in two. The severed hand fell, turning into a torrent of flames that crashed through the void.

Qi WuHuo and Ziwei Great Emperor had no choice but to turn and strike with their