The starlight crisscrossed the Heaven beyond Heaven, in this place of unfathomable emptiness, and turned into a game of chess that had lasted two thousand years. This game had reached a level never seen before or since, and the players were naturally no ordinary figures. The God and Devil whose gaze heralded the beginning of the Final Tribulation and the start of the next era's cycle—the one who would bring about the Creation of Heaven and Earth—watched the game with profound eyes.
Two thousand years had passed.
Two thousand years ago, ten suns had blazed across the heavens, while floods ravaged the mortal world and demons lurked everywhere. But now, eight of the ten suns had been subdued by the gods. Apart from the original sun, only one remained, transformed from the aura of the Heat Death Tribulation.
And the floodwaters across the Nine Continents had been brought under control by the people of the mortal world.
The dragonfolk dealt with the rivers and seas, while Houtu Empress Earthly Deity governed the mountains, rivers, and earth veins.
Yang Jian, Heavenly Marshal Tian Peng, and others had hunted down the demons throughout the four directions.
As time passed, the many strange phenomena that had belonged to the Final Tribulation crumbled one after another and gradually weakened. The ancient god who was the source of the Final Tribulation also grew weaker, steadily losing power. Meanwhile, during this period of mutual restraint, this Daoist had grown stronger at an absurd rate.
At last, by now, the God and Devil could feel that things were becoming troublesome.
He had a vague sense that he could no longer hold Qi WuHuo in check.
If things continued, the outcome would only grow worse.
This God and Devil of Creation still possessed his rank, but he had