The Old Era Must End, Teacher, Qingyuan Has Gone Mad!! Darkness Beyond the Primordial Wilderness!

The hands of the five Heavenly Dao Saints still hung in midair, purple qi glimmering faintly in their palms.

Expressions of astonishment and confusion appeared on all their faces.

That face emerged from the depths of Chaos, its outline blurred, its edges appearing and disappearing amid constantly surging ripples.

The torrential rain stopped the instant the face appeared.

The curtain of rain across the sky seemed to have been severed in the middle by an invisible hand. Moisture still floated in the air, but no new raindrops fell.

The water surface also became still. The surging waves flattened within a few breaths, and the ripples drew inward layer by layer. At last, the entire surface became a gray-white mirror, reflecting that face gazing down from the depths of the heavens.

That face was so vast it covered the entire sky.

Its edges stretched from the eastern horizon to the western horizon, while its northern and southern ends vanished into the mist of Chaos, their boundaries impossible to see.

Though the outline of the face was blurred, the positions of its features could still be discerned.

Its gaze fell upon the Ark of Life on the water, and upon the five people aboard it. It did not move away.

The five Heavenly Dao Saints stood where they were. No one spoke first.

Each of them could still feel the lingering warmth of the purple light in their palms, as if it were still seeping inward through their meridians. Yet that momentum had already been interrupted.

Zhunti was the first to react.

He lowered his hand, stepped half a pace forward, and looked up at the face deep in the heavens with a gentle smile.

His voice was not loud, and his tone was steady, as though greeting a junior he had