A Desperate Flight, Shattered Time Lines, Endless Devouring, and the Heaven-Opening Tribulation of Calamity

"Dao Ancestor, if living hurts so much, why keep running?"

"Why not merge with me? I can take you to Transcendence."

Qingyuan pursued him without expression.

He trod on fragments of time, crossing a Time Line with every step.

Darkness surged behind him, swallowing the fragments, the Karma lingering within them, and the countless possibilities linked to that Karma.

His pursuit was steady, neither fast nor slow, like a river chasing a fallen leaf.

Hongjun fled ahead.

He dared not look back.

He knew a glance would cost him an instant, and in that instant, that hand would catch him.

That hand had caught him twice already.

The first time, it had taken three-tenths of his essence. The second, another two-tenths.

Only half his Dao Fruit remained. His existence was no more than a thin shell.

If he stopped, Qingyuan's hand would press against his head. Darkness would pour into his Dao Foundation, and his True Spirit would shatter like those of the Saints, dissipating until he had been devoured completely!!

Hongjun plunged into a Time Line.

The Dragon-Han Initial Tribulation.

In this Time Line, the Primordial Wilderness had only just stabilized.

The heavens were clear, the earth was turbid, and the Four Seas had newly parted.

The Dragon-Phoenix-Qilin Three Clans dominated heaven and earth. The Ancestral Dragon ruled the Four Seas, Yuanfeng soared through the Nine Heavens, and the First Qilin guarded the land.

The rift between the Three Clans had deepened. The flames of war were about to ignite.

Demon Ancestor Luohu watched from the shadows, waiting for his chance to stir up a Slaughter Tribulation.

Countless Innate Divine Beings occupied their own Grotto-Heaven Blessed Lands, watching the coming catastrophe.

Killing intent hung between heaven and earth, ready to erupt. Even the spiritual energy smelled of blood.

Hongjun